It is rare that I will revert to fanboy blathering rather than write an actual review, but here it is, the third review in to my new posting schedule and a blather-worthy book has arrived.
I've heard that this series has been cancelled, but thank goodness it wasn't before this issue arrived. I've been a fan of Sergio Aragonés for as long as I've been a fan of comics, being that the first "comic" I read regularly was Mad Magazine, and Aragonés is an artist that creates with all ages in mind.
It's nice to see Aragonés providing words and artwork (mostly) by himself, only aided and abetted on one story by longtime abettor Mark Evanier. Not that I don't enjoy Evanier's work, it's just that reading their comics, you can never know who contributed what. It's also nice to see him cover plenty of ground for the types of stories — westerns, memoirs, monsters, samurai, and more.
The critical reviewer might point out that a few of the gag strips feel recycled, making me think that I've seen them before, but the sycophant reviewer is quick to mention that even an old joke can be a good joke.
Just by the damn book already.
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