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“Mercurial” Mark Waid, “Caliph” Chris Samnee, & co. present to you…
A Rollicking Rocketeer Romp!
& his alter-ego
SEE! Our hero loop-de-loop danger when a parachute is caught onto a propeller.
FEEL! Our hero navigate Bermuda’s love triangle as two beauties vie for his heart.
HISS! A dubious Master protects his precious cargo while a crewman struggles with his memory.
WOW! Our hero wants to fly free as a bird with no G-Man interference!
WHOLESOME FAMILY FUN? Sorry, ladies and gents, but seeing dismembered limbs and one man “get fresh” on a lady is not for the wee ones!
HEY! This effort from Mr. Waid & co. gets off to a shaky start, but soon takes off!
YES! Don’t miss this chance to reconnect with Dave Stevens‘ airborne wonder!
Whew! Cargo doesn’t try to be too grim. It’s a big credit to Waid and Samnee that they inject a sense of wonder at the right times. Samnee’s linework is a bit thick, but it didn’t really bother me. It’s a good re-introduction to a franchise I haven’t noticed in two decades (i.e. the movie). Plus, no spitting Daltons!
Rating: three hooves out of four.