The Boys: A New Review of an Old Classic
So, after reading the hilariously outrageous miniseries called "Herogasm" by Garth Ennis, I decided to do something I never really do buy the first trade of the regular series "The Boys." All I have to say is...Wow, what a dirty little treat.
The premise of the book is surprisingly simple yet somehow never thought of before in the comic world. The world's superhero's turn out to be not so super. They kill civilians without a passing glance, demand humiliating things from their up-and-coming potential teammates and in the case of the "Teen Kix" aka Teen Titans, they have all out orgies to satisfy their teenage needs. They're the bad guys of the series it seems and it's great!
This is where the boys come in. The head of the team, Butcher, is a tough talkin' Englishman who likes to throw around some nice bloody English lingo which can be hard to understand. Next is the Mother's Milk, a straight man who keeps Butcher in line. The newest entry is the Simon Pegg inspired Wee Hughie. He's asked to join the team after the love of his life is literally torn from his arms by superhero A-Train thus fueling his need for revenge against the supes. Fourth is appropriately named "The Female" as she is the only girl of the group. A quiet little thing who so far is a walking killing machine without so much as saying a word. The fifth and final member of this superhero swat team is The Frenchman. He's French. Go figure. But he also is one of the more interesting characters as he goes from apparent scholar to crazed lunatic without so much as an awkard glance.
The objective of the CIA-backed team is to keep the sick and depraved supes in line and from time to time, exterminate the all out crazy ones. Simple enough. That's about as much as I know at this time.
However, what I also know is the series is so dark and gritty that it almost seems plausible that superheroes would actually act this way. Why wouldn't they? Who's gonna stop 'em? Nobody. Enter The Boys and enter some all out name-takin', ass-kickin', French-talkin' madness that's insanely cool to read.
This is where the boys come in. The head of the team, Butcher, is a tough talkin' Englishman who likes to throw around some nice bloody English lingo which can be hard to understand. Next is the Mother's Milk, a straight man who keeps Butcher in line. The newest entry is the Simon Pegg inspired Wee Hughie. He's asked to join the team after the love of his life is literally torn from his arms by superhero A-Train thus fueling his need for revenge against the supes. Fourth is appropriately named "The Female" as she is the only girl of the group. A quiet little thing who so far is a walking killing machine without so much as saying a word. The fifth and final member of this superhero swat team is The Frenchman. He's French. Go figure. But he also is one of the more interesting characters as he goes from apparent scholar to crazed lunatic without so much as an awkard glance.
The objective of the CIA-backed team is to keep the sick and depraved supes in line and from time to time, exterminate the all out crazy ones. Simple enough. That's about as much as I know at this time.
However, what I also know is the series is so dark and gritty that it almost seems plausible that superheroes would actually act this way. Why wouldn't they? Who's gonna stop 'em? Nobody. Enter The Boys and enter some all out name-takin', ass-kickin', French-talkin' madness that's insanely cool to read.
Stay tuned for a medical look at Volume 2 here at Doc's Comic Blog!
4.5/5 stars
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