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RASL Colour Edition vol 3 (of 3) The Fire Of St George s/c


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Jeff Smith

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Page 45 Review by Stephen

Under Jeff Smith's direction these colours provided by Steve Hamaker with Tom Gaadt are like little else in the business, with a completely different aesthetic to BONE's glossy gleam. For a start the paper stock is a lovely, thick matt while the colours themselves are soft and warm at night, yet clean and bright with wide, azure skies during the day out in the dessert.

There is an extended sequence towards the end of volume 3 when our battered and blood-caked RASL, weighted and weary, lets himself surf slowly down the scree-slopes of the arid, clay-coloured outcrop exposed to a desiccating sun under the indifferent watch of a midday moon. There the blues and the sandy stones complement each other beautifully: heat and light and so much fresh air, even if it's too hot to handle.

Jeff Smith even spent two weeks sweating bare-chested in the desert surrounded by cacti - something that's imprinted itself on the art here. There's a real physicality to the protagonist with slightly simian looks, his big mop of hair, his compacted, body-builder physique and the fountain of sweat that sprays off his face. Even the way he pulls up his slacks is sexually charged. You imagine he might have a growl like Tom Waits, and he sure likes his liquor bars and strip joints.

So.

Does the name Nikola Tesla mean anything to you? He experimented with electricity and (some would say in hushed whispers) with much, much more. Credit went to his former friend turned ruthless and vengeful enemy, Thomas Edison, while Tesla's monumental achievements in alternating current were followed by an obsession and deception which proved his downfall, sending him down a different road altogether.*

This is a brutally noir piece of extrapolated science set over several fictional worlds in which our art-thief hero stole the technology he's been using to hop between dimensions because it could have been used as an electromagnetic weapon. It involves parallel universes, conspiracy theory, Native American symbolism / spirituality and knowing your Bob Dylan. Well, it does for "RASL" Robert, which is why he knows he made the wrong turning at the trans-dimensional traffic lights.

Unfortunately someone or something is hot on his tail, has murdered his girlfriend and is on verge of murdering her counterpart if Robert can't take the fight back to them…

The science, he stole came from a research facility he once helped run. Now the dimensions appear to be cracking. There are echoes, traces, visual footprints if you like, and seemingly random bursts of electricity strong enough to kill hundreds of birds in the sky. Then there's the strange little girl, mute with a lolling head, who seems to know more than she should. On top of all this Robert has been complicating things beautifully by seeing two different women with multiple counterparts and… oh, you really do have to read this for yourself!

It's eerie, unnerving, but utterly compelling, particularly the science itself. It is also, as you'd imagine, very, very beautiful with some extraordinary effects as the rooms start to ripple and morph.

* For more on Tesla, please see CORPSE TALK: GROUND-BREAKING SCIENTISTS and GRAPHIC SCIENCE.

Please note: this review was originally written for the complete RASL h/c and our accompanying images may come from any of the three softcovers.

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