By Dean Haspiel and Michel Fiffe
If there’s one thing that ties Dean Haspiel and Michel Fiffe’s halves of Brawl together, right the bat, it’s the feeling the reader gets of being somewhat lost in the proceedings. It’s clear by the end of both that, despite the fact that this installment comprises a third of the book’s entire run, you’ve only begun to scratch the surface of either story, and frankly, it’s a bit maddening.
In the case of Haspiel’s end, the mystery can, at least in part, be chalked up to the fact that “Immortal” is but one part in his Billy Dogma trilogy. It’s still quite possible to glean a good deal of enjoyment from the experience, but don’t expect to grasp ever subtle nuance of storyline. Haspiel, for his part, forgoes anything remotely resembling subtlety, by setting the scene with a first panel that finds his grisled protagonist tearing through a second story brick wall.
Billy Dogma largely stomps through the book in a similar manner, a more lovable and less outwardly deformed version of Marv, knocking heart-shaped holes in the sides of cement walls, in search of his lady, with whom he shares a love affair that’s half Sid and Nancy, half Silver Surfer, the latter making blatently clear the Warren Ellis quote that adorns the book’s cover, uttering Haspiel and Kirby’s names in the same short breath.