The world has gone to hell in a handbasket, thanks to a pheromone that turned female cosmetic customers into crazed man-eaters… literally.
The official description from Image:
After last issue’s blackout ending, Judith wakes to find herself trapped in a freaky new world. Who are the men in rubber suits? Will she escape her clinical cage? What waits for her in the outside world, and who the hell is Frank? Suburban Wasteland not only brings the terror, but will have you spitting beer out your nose.
The quirky atmosphere in the book is set up quickly, as readers look upon our plucky protagonist Judith and her sidekick Frank to see if these two can actually muster the gumption to survive a zombie apocalypse in the 80′s. With that silly premise established the story succeeds in delivering a serviceable page turner that lacks any true narrative depth but is a mildly fun distraction nonetheless.
Jeff Roenning gives readers a tale that’s engaging even if it is flawed. The dialogue in this issue offers jokes that yield some laughs but they ultimately deliver character interaction that feels a bit stiff. The story manages to feel like a fun little romp in a zombie apocalypse, even as it offers no real rhyme or reason behind these characters, their world or their actions therein.
To be truthful you’re either going to love or hate the style of Robert Love, but from my view his art delivers for this comic on every possible level. His qwirky character designs and action scenes fit the outlandish feeling of the book perfectly. The lack of realism helps to make the atmosphere of the story that much more accessible for any readers looking to pick this one up.
Overall this comic book has solid art and a passable narrative that allows this issue to squeak by with a recommendation. If you’re looking for a fun but not genre altering zombie book to add to your pull-list, then this title might just be for you.