Writer: Richard Kadrey
Penciller: Davide Fabbri
Inker: José Marzán Jr.
Colorist: Carrie Strachan
Letterer: Sal Cipriano
Cover Artist: Jesús Merino with Carrie Strachan
Cover Price: $3.99
On Sale Date: January 24, 2018
**NON SPOILERS AND SCORE AT THE
BOTTOM**
This series has gone through a few title changes
since John Constantine got folded back into the DCU proper, but there’s one
they’ve never tried: The ‘Ellblazer. Come
on, it’s perfect! Instead, I’m saddled with reviewing the plainly-named The Hellblazer #18 for your edification
and enjoyment. Well, edify and enjoy!
Explain It!
It would be one thing if your soul was cast into Hell
and subject to tortures and torments for all eternity. But what if you got on
well with Lucifer? What if you found your attending demons quite affable, and
struck a tenuous understanding with them that allowed you a certain amount of
freedom from the barbed wire-ringed lashing poles? I think you’d take it at
face value, buddy, and probably turn up whatever you think passes for charm in
the netherworld. Despite being a complete prick in actuality, John Constantine
has plenty of what we would call charm, and when he finds himself in the Bardo
Realm after sent there by the cultists, he’s able to talk himself out of it.
Everything is revealed in this issue: the enlightening
Buddha gun sends spirits through the Bardo Realm, not quite prepared but still
ascending to nirvana or whatever. This is why the murdered scrawl “THANK YOU”
on the walls as they die, because they achieve peace or something? Regardless,
the Bardo spirit tires of John Constantine and realizes he isn’t meant to be
there, so he gets sent back to the world of the living. Later, Constantine
links up with that other cult…Golden Dawn, were they? The one with all the
hipsters to take out their rivals with the Buddha gun. They’re going to a
hospital to murder someone in his bed, though I couldn’t be bothered to figure
out who or why.
There’s so much extra shit happening in this book,
and simple things like people’s names and their attending covens are not
reiterated in this issue which makes it singularly difficult to understand.
This is basic comic book stuff. In the end, Constantine saves the day, I think,
and then leaves in a huff promising never to return to San Francisco again, and
it may be the best ending I have seen in comics for a while. Also some guy gets
set on fire? I dunno.
This three-issue arc was convoluted and lacked some
simple comic book storytelling devices that might have made it more
understandable—though the fact that most everything was explained in this issue
suggests the whole thing was at least an issue too long. Also, John Constantine
doesn’t use magic. Again. Why the hell isn’t he using magic? People around him
use magic, but he’s just smoking cigarettes and making snarky remarks. Which is
what we love him for, plus he does
magic. No complaints or accolades for the art really, there’s nothing worth
seeing here outside of a trade collection, if you’re so inclined.
Bits and
Pieces:
Aside from a fairly fun exchange between John and a scary, blue demon, this issue offers more of the overly-complicated, barely-explained stuff we've been getting for the last two issues. Maybe I'd understand it better if I were a Buddhist? This comic fails on some basic comic book storytelling necessities, and the blame for that falls squarely on editorial.
4.5/10
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