Chosen #3 Review

Reviewer: James Hatton
Story title: N/A

Written by: Mark Millar
Penciled by: Peter Gross
Inkeb by: Peter Gross
Colored by: Jeanne McGee
Lettered by: Virtual Calligraphy’s Cory Petit
Editor: N/A
Publisher: Dark Horse Comics


God is a rough topic. I mean look how many people have died for the guy! He’s got more corporate offices than any other group, his distribution of product is just incredible. Whether you are in a hotel office, or even in a friend’s home, I guarantee you will see his name hanging around somewhere. “God Bless This House” “Honk If You Love Jesus” “Voodoo” by Godsmack. How does this dude have time to have kids?

We find out in Chosen.


Chosen has been a bit hard to follow since the issues haven’t been coming out monthly, but each one has been enjoyable all on it’s own without the need to question everything that’s happened in the prior two issues.

All you need to remember is that Jodie is the son of God. Jodie thinks so, and the town believes him. He performs miracles. He raises puppies who have died. He lets old women die because, dammit, that’s what they want to do. Not EVERYONE believes though. Not Father O’Higgins. He is damned sure that this snot nosed bastard isn’t God’s specific bastard.

Jodie makes a hell of a try in showing him though, and we are left with an ending that I am fairly certain not everyone saw coming. It ties everything together in one cute little fuzzy bunny package, without making you go ‘awww, how adowwabewww – i wuvv him sooooo much’. You actually grimace and shake your first at the book because you feel as if one has been gotten over on you.

It’s a damned fun read.


On the cover, we see Jesus wearing an INRI t-shirt. For the record, I want one. He’s at the last supper with all of Jodie’s friends hanging about. I must say, it’s an eye-catching cover and I give it merit, but if you look too hard at it, it starts to look like the cover to an Indy comic. Just not as fleshed as even the interior art.

The interior art is sad. Not in the way that kicking squirrels is sad, but the tone of the book is dreary and bland and suburban. These people live in such a sad and quiet little world, that Jodie seems, at times, to be the only thing that brings a bit of color back into their life.

I have no qualms with the style of art chosen for this book. It fits without a problem. If I was to give it one complaint, it would be near the end of the book there are some smaller electrical effects followed by a larger one, but the small little pops of electricity just seem fake. With what follows over the last six pages, to feel cheapened on a small detail such as that is nitpicky, yes, but why speed your way through such a great ending.


This book has a good moral at the end of it about the paths of good and evil. It really comes down to a story, not about Jodie, but about Father O’Higgins and faith. It is a great book for someone who enjoys a bit of counter religion in their fiction. I for one will be buying the trade.

God Damn!