Here in the UK, we have had a long-running advertising campaign for a yeast-based spread called Marmite which accepts that people either love it or hate it, and they’ve embraced this humorously in most of their advertising ever since. Die!Die!Die! is, I think, the comic book equivalent. Hell, Robert KIrkman and writing partner, Scott M Gimple, boast on the letters’ page that there is hardly a page in this month’s issue that doesn’t have violence of some kind or another splashed across each panel.
Chris Burnham once again rises to the occasion, and brings a violent beauty to each fight scene he portrays. After all, this book could not survive if it was nothing but a slash fest with an espionage angle and dirty politicians. He is himself an aficionado of horror, and it shows. There is a balletic beauty in his art that gives it a cinematic quality as fights are allowed to spill out across pages, and Burnham and company continue their fixation with bloody, broken and straight-up, lobbed off noses. This time, it’s the turn of Paul’s girlfriend – no innocent bystander herself, as we discovered last issue – to sport this year’s hot fashion item amongst the spying fraternity. But, not before she’s knocked a few chunks out of Paul’s brother.
There is the dark humour, too. A must when dealing with such harsh subject matter and the solution for each problem being a violent one, each and every time. We also get a glimpse into the past life of our favourite badass corrupted senator, Connie Lipshitz, and how easy it must be for someone in her position to suddenly wake up one morning and realise what you’ve become. All too late.
Another adrenaline-fuelled, gripping issue, filled with a mix of horror, martial arts and good ol’ fashioned assassinations laced with black humour and black ops. A Win!Win!Win! I hate Marmite, but I love this comic.
Die! Die! Die! #3 is currently available from Image Comics.