Garrison #1
Recently, Wildstorm released the first installment of a new, six-issue mini-series called Garrison (written by Jeff Mariotte). The comic unfolds in a futuristic America where surveillance monitors every sneeze and dressing room peep … then squashes it like Jack Bauer in the name of anti-terrorism and whatnot. Only this one guy (known only as “Garrison” … yeah, you didn’t suspect that one, I’m sure) is the anti-Bauer: a force that can evade even the best of what the government can throw at him in the way of cameras and agents.
It’s a pragmatic concept for our day and age, I’ll admit, but what can you really expect from Mariotte’s book?
Writers. We’re a twitchy bunch, for we routinely enjoy gulping enough coffee to float a small cow. Maybe (probably) a handful of us wish we were bad-ass cowboys who could smack you down with a cool-sounding “WHAMMM!” but at the least, we can add “self-reflective” to the minuscule list. But writer Jeff Mariotte, unfortunately, fits into a different niche (he hates coffee … and tea, the heathen). He instead prefers, like with his new mini-series Garrison, tossing together nonsensical plots and slapping on characters who look macho walking away from action movie explosions. Because, you know, “the world’s most dangerous man” needs snake tattoos and conveniently placed shadows more than he needs clever dialogue.
Read the entire review now at OneMetal.
