Genesis is like being at a party with nobody you know except your boring friend Kirby. Basically, you spend your whole evening listening to everybody's dull lifestory while reading their nametags. A school band recording of Wagner plays on continuous loop. The only exciting thing you go home with is a headache, and your cloying friend Kirby tags along to sleep on your couch. Not that you want him there.
Kirby has been abducted by Thunderfoot, a Yeti, in a kind of Land that Time Forgot, complete with Nazi U-Boat Captain, and Devil Dinosaur imitation. Meanwhile, Kirby's friend turned Midnight Swan has joined the bad guys led by Darkseid-light Roag and some alien kook named Darius Drumm. They've just released Lady Lightning whoever the hell she is. Given the ballyhoo, she appears to be important to somebody.
Three forces of good pursue Roag and company. Galaxy Green, a group of female bounty hunters, the Knights of the First Rank and the one character you may have heard of Captain Victory. Silver Star, the Captain America stand-in, looks on.
Virtually plotless, Kirby Genesis would have been better off as a pure art exercise. The illustration is utterly gorgeous if staid. It's the kind of art that stands around and poses while Jack Herbert tries to bring as much realism to the dorky Kirby as possible. Thanks for that. When I read his dialogue I kept having Vinnie Barbarino flashbacks from Welcome Back Kotter. "Seriously?" borrowing Kirby's favorite expression, which I don't believe I'll use ever again.
This will be the last issue of Kirby Genesis for me. The dialogue's bombastic when the characters introduce each other, which occurs frequently. The rest of the speech is incidental and practically unnecessary save for exposition. As much as I love Alex Ross' artwork, it just isn't enough to warrant continuing to buy what's essentially a Who's Who of People You've Never Heard Of. The Black Terror's Jack Herbert really needs something meatier to sink his teeth into, and I'm rather sorry that the Terror's comic book ended because of this since it was far superior.
Ray Tate's first online work appeared in 1994 for Knotted. He has had a short story, "Spider Without a Web," published in 1995 for the magazine evernight and earned a degree in biology from the University of Pittsburgh. Since 1995, Ray self-published The Pick of the Brown Bag on various usenet groups. In the POBB, as it was affectionately known, Ray reviewed comic books, Doctor Who novels, movies and occasionally music. Circa 2000, he contributed his reviews to Silver Bullet Comic Books (later Comics Bulletin) and became its senior reviewer. Ray Tate would like to think that he's young at heart. Of course, we all know better.