Reviewer: James Hatton
Writer: David Hine
Artist: Jorge Lucas
Colorist: Tom Chuh
Letterer: Dave Sharpe
Production: Deborah Weinstein
Editor: Mike Marts
Publisher: Dan Buckley
If you were to find out that you were one of the last ancestors of a crazed psychotic and madman, how would you react?
Yeah, I’d be digging on it too.
What if you then found out that his essence remained in you and your relatives, and as they passed on, he would return to life?
Yeah, still… pretty cool.
Now what if your dead brother came back and was on his way to fufill that prophecy, and you were all that stood between you and its fruition?
That would suck.
That’s what’s going on with Piotr Rasputin, aka Colossus.
STORY!
Where we last left our Russian hero, he was trapped in a cave by his lost brother Mikhail and left to die. All of this propigated by the long time genetic mastermind, Mister Sinister.
It is indeed the fate of Colossus that is solely dependent upon his brother snapping out of the spell that Sinister has placed upon him. He needs to figure out the flaw in all of Sinister’s story and save his brother, but can he?
Well given this is the last issue and I will reveal to you at the end of it that Colossus isn’t dead, you can sure as hell figure out the rest.
The sad thing about this story is that it is actually quite a good one. It’s a nice look at the family of Colossus and a good explanation as to why it’s devoutly set to be wrought with tragedy. The flaw is that when Hine is done, he takes all of the toys he’s pulled out: Sinister, Mikhail, Colossus – and puts them all back where he left them. No status quo adjustment, and no real growth.
In essence, it’s just another ol’ mini-series that will be forgotten.
ART!
In my last few reviews of this book, I commented how the art is actually quite sophmoric compared to the story it described. Where this final issue is a step up, and an improvement on what we’ve seen in the past – it is still not great.
The big flaw of the pixelated images is gone, but the art itself is very young, and feels like someone decent pencilled it, but the inking hurt it a lot. The problem is that they are the same person in Jorge Lucas. (Unless of course the colorist did it.. and then it’s solely their fault.)
OVERALL!
So that’s the end of Bloodline. I knew it wasn’t going to be anything that would change the face of comics forever, and that it would come and go with more a whimper than a roar. That doesn’t mean it’s bad, and it’s actually quite good, but it is useless in all things except the fact that it’s a good story with mediocre art.
