Page 45 Review by Jonathan
"Your pathetic sex rituals don't stand a chance against the power of the swastika."
"The symbol isn't yours, Rudolf."
"The blood of thousands will make the swastika a Nazi sigil forever. The Jews, they will power it with their lives."
"Their deaths, you mean. God will forsake you! I will bring such horrors down upon you!"
"We are creating horrors you cannot even imagine. Filling our sigil with the deaths of millions. Death is more powerful than sex."
So that would be Aleister Crowley interrogating Rudolph Hess with the aid of massive amounts of mind-bending chemicals whilst being observed by (Bond creator) Ian Fleming! This is a fantastically nonsensical, sex-filled, drug-addled black and white romp where we are requested to believe that her Majesty's government have enlisted the Beast (as Crowley liked to be known) to defeat Adolf Hitler through the power of Magick.
This is one of those classic take a pinch of truth (Hitler's obsession with the occult and astrology) and spin a yarn only fractionally more unbelievable than some of the strange secret missions that did actually take place during WW2. Our story is told through the eyes of a young agent called Roberts, entrusted to keep an eye on proceedings and report in to his superiors. He quickly falls under Crowley's influence, however, becoming an acolyte of the Beast, though he likes to try and convince himself he is merely operating undercover.
We actually first meet Roberts in 1995, dying of cancer in New York City, when a young web designer, utterly baffled by the fact that he can't prevent the logos on a new webpage for his corporate client from moving around, is sent to speak with him for some arcane reason. I was actually enjoying the '40s period part of the story so much I had forgotten about the modern opening by the conclusion! Rest assured, though, the story does come very neatly full chalk drawn magical circle.
Excellent art as ever from Oeming, perfectly capturing the noir tone of Rushkoff's writing. Nice to read something that is as disturbing as it is amusing. Though I think what perturbed me most is how Aleister Crowley looks more than a little like Brian Michael Bendis!! It only occurred to me due to Oeming's long collaboration with Bendis but once I had thought the thought, the similarity could not be unseen!
I do also in fact wonder whether it might not be a little conceit on Oeming's part, much like Moebius making Jodorowsky the likeness of Professor Alan Mangel in MADWOMEN OF THE SACRED HEART. Not least because there is also a very specific sexy synchronicity between those two works involving three-way action. I would love to believe so, but actually, I think Bendis just does happen to have a remarkable resemblance to the Beast! Still, some would say Bendis is quite the magician in his own right... Marvel certainly would!