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A review by wyrmdog
Bonehead Volume 1 by Bryan Edward Hill
2.0
The art is really the standout here, capturing motion and speed well. Cyberpunk settings are difficult to render thanks to our reliance on the aesthetics established by Ridley Scott and William Gibson, but the artist here, Rhoald Marcellius, does a bangup job of it.
Unfortunately, that's the last bit of praise I can ladle out. Steeped in the myth of street punks as revolutionaries and disaffected cops realizing their path is wrong, the story is unsophisticated, unadventurous, and flat.
And jarringly, it's a complete and total sausage-fest. The only female characters who utter lines consume 3 panels in total, one of them uttering gibberish and the other a reporter in the background: a blithering idiot of a junkie and a talking head. That's it. That's all they get. Not even any of the mooks were girls. It felt off. It felt like a blindspot more than a conscious decision to exclude women almost completely.
At the end of the day, Bonehead has a few clever ideas and fun character designs, but it seems unwilling to take any real chances. Instead, it retreads ground well-worn at this point.
Unfortunately, that's the last bit of praise I can ladle out. Steeped in the myth of street punks as revolutionaries and disaffected cops realizing their path is wrong, the story is unsophisticated, unadventurous, and flat.
And jarringly, it's a complete and total sausage-fest. The only female characters who utter lines consume 3 panels in total, one of them uttering gibberish and the other a reporter in the background: a blithering idiot of a junkie and a talking head. That's it. That's all they get. Not even any of the mooks were girls. It felt off. It felt like a blindspot more than a conscious decision to exclude women almost completely.
At the end of the day, Bonehead has a few clever ideas and fun character designs, but it seems unwilling to take any real chances. Instead, it retreads ground well-worn at this point.