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Tuesday 21 June 2022

Alien, Volume 1: Bloodlines Review (Phillip Kennedy Johnson, Salvador Larroca)


Weyland-Yutani, aka The Company That Never Learns Because Then There’d Be No Aliens Franchise, has a space station orbiting Earth that’s definitely not got a biolab containing Xenomorphs in it. And said Xenomorphs would never break free and run rampant around the station while dudes with guns flap around getting gored by the Xenomorphs. Naaah, this is a totally original, fresh take on… yeah, no, it’s the same old bollocks all over again.


Marvel has snapped up another stale franchise, this time Aliens, which was at Dark Horse for the longest time, only to do nothing new or interesting with it. That’s thanks in large part to the uncreative team of Phillip Kennedy Johnson, a writer who seems only able to produce what’s gone before but less memorably, and Salvador Larroca, who draws all the familiar things you’d expect to see in an Aliens comic: oh yeah, that’s what a space hulk looks like. And there’s Bishop. And the Aliens of course. Ho hum…

Normally captions from the editor in the corner of a panel point out an obscure comic you’ll never seek out that a character is referencing in a scene. This book literally has a caption towards the end reminding you who one of the supporting characters is from earlier in the book. I’ve never seen that before but that’s how forgettable the story seems to know it is!

Alien, Volume 1: Bloodlines is a thoroughly boring and unimaginative product - a blandly by-the-numbers retelling of an overfamiliar story with zero entertainment value. Right again, Marvel!

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