The name’s Bland. James Bland. At least it is when Ales Kot is writing him!
Bond fights an assassin. Then a terrorist. Then some Nazi arms dealers. He chills out with some lady in the mountains. He fights another bad guy. And that’s James Bond: The Body. Still awake? Me too - barely.
Bond fights an assassin. Then a terrorist. Then some Nazi arms dealers. He chills out with some lady in the mountains. He fights another bad guy. And that’s James Bond: The Body. Still awake? Me too - barely.
This anthology is sooooo unimaginative - Bond by-the-numbers. It was kinda shocking to see Bond waterboarding someone (does Ales Kot even like Bond? Why is he writing this comic - Kot seems very anti-authoritarian to me) but otherwise the stories here were instantly forgettable.
Dull writing, very weak characterisation all round and the art is nothing special. Ales Kot is Borefinger – he’s the man, the man with the snoozy touch!
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