Review: Creepy #18
Writers: Fred Van Lente, Corinna Bechko, Dan Braun, Peter Bagge, Len Wein
Artists: Alison Sampson, Drew Moss, Simone Delladio, Peter Bagge, Art Baltazar, Luis Bermejo
Cover by Dustin Nguyen
40 PAGES / mostly B&W / Horror / $3.99
CELEBRATING A HALF-CENTURY OF TERROR!
It’s Uncle Creepy’s golden anniversary, and his loathsome legacy lives on in this milestone of macabre monstrosity! Prepare for putrid productions from Fred Van Lente (Conan the Avenger), Corinna Bechko (Star Wars: Legacy), Peter Bagge (Bat Boy), Art Baltazar (Itty Bitty Hellboy), and a horrible host of sinister surprises! Don’t miss out!
* New stories from fan-favorite writers Fred Van Lente and Corinna Bechko!
* Anniversary cover by Dustin Nguyen!
* Itty Bitty Uncle Creepy and Cousin Eerie frontispiece by Art Baltazar!
Horror anthologies are something that I don’t normally read. They generally fall into two categories, trite themes going back to the days of EC Comics, or explicit, bloody feasts of gore. However, this being the 30th anniversary of Creepy, a magazine that is probably the best of the latter day anthology magazines, I felt the need to give it a shot.
The opening story, “The Executor” is a historical piece, exquisitely drawn but lacking in some visual clarity. It seized my attention and had me riveted for the entire length, even though I guessed successfully where it was going, but found the journey enjoyable.
Peter Bagge’s story adds a nice bit of humor to the book, but it’s a joke that runs a disproportionately long for how funny it is.
The only color story is cliche, but done in a way that carries it out before revealing the circling nature of its story. Decently drawn, but the color distracts instead of enhancing it.
The next story featuring a murderous immigrant borders on the graphic to supply its horror, and is too brief to begin to care about.
The final story is the gem of the comic, starting with children in peril, which is terrifying. The path that Corinna Bechko takes us on is a long one, but succinct enough to carry my attention. I’d have liked to seen it be a longer story, but then it might not have been as good a story as it turned out to be. Drew Moss does an excellent job of keeping the spaces definitive, and the “ghost” of this story is recognizable even in his most hideous state.
The gallery is a nice addition to the book, especially Kelley Jones and Pete Woods. The Pete Woods illustration could keep you up at night.
Like many anthologies, there are strengths and weaknesses, but I’m uncertain of if the strong makes up for the weak enough to justify the cover price. Flip through it before you buy it, and if strikes your fancy, then by all means pick it up.