The Terrifics #11 is one of those wonderful issues that all comic book series need from time to time: an issue that takes a time out to focus on the members’ private lives away from the very public lives they occupy when wearing spandex. Collectively they may be known as the Terrifics, but when it comes to their downtime and any attempt at reconnecting with friends and family, they are anything but.
Plastic Man gets short shrift from his partner and his own son too, while Rex – now in human form, y’know, like The Thing did from time-to-time in The Fantastic Four – sees gainful employment only to find he’s been out of the job market a bot too long and certainly not qualified for any office job. Not with his archeological, tomb-raiding past. But then who’s hiring archaeologists, right? Although, in the DCU, I’d imagine there was a HUGE outcry for ’em, what with all those ancient artefacts that keep on turning up to ruin the day seemingly on a monthly basis. There’s a series right there in and of itself I reckon. Phantom Girl and Mr. Terrific don’t have the greatest of times themselves either. Seems they got on better together than they were willing to believe. Something I’m sure they’ll all work out for themselves before the end of this story arc, I imagine.
But, throughout it all, my Spidey-senses where tingling. Why? After all, this book has all the makings of a DC great. The promises made in those early issues of travelling and adventuring through comic’s greatest multiverse included a great selection of DC’s more neglected heroes and cracking stories that feed off DC’s wealthy past while harmlessly homaging/parodying the Fantastic Four, and just the right amount of humour, too. But with an ever-changing art team – and with very little attempt at keeping a constant art style of a book ironically launched as part of an artist-focused drive following Dark Nights: Metal – I am forever feeling disappointed. Not by the artists – they’ve all been stellar, as is Victor Bogdanovich this issue – but with no real attempt to hire artists that have any similarities in style whatsoever, I fear this book is doomed before it’s allowed to rev its engines. And, with writer Jeff Lemire soon to be leaving this book, I fear for its future. A great shame for such a once promising title that still delivers on story, as this issue proves. But, for how much longer?
C’mon DC, you could be doing so much better with this book.
The Terrifics #11 is out now from DC Comics.