Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Writer:  John Byrne
Penciler: Ron Wilson
Colorist: Bob Sharen
Review: Cody Miller

I'm a huge sucker for some Thing. If I spy an issue of The Thing or Marvel Two-in-One anywhere near the $1 mark, I snatch them up indiscriminately by the handful. I mean, who doesn’t like the big orange softy . . . Bueller . . . Bueller . . . anyone? That's right, everyone loves Mr. Ben Grimm.

This cover is pretty spectacular. We get the Thing hanging from chain as Black Bolt and his Inhumans are walking in the door in the background. Are the Inhumans here to save the day or is it clobbering time? The anticipation is killing me.

We don't have to wait long as we’re graced with the presence of Crystal, the element-manipulating Inhuman princess, and her teleporting canine companion, Lockjaw. Lockjaw! High five. The beginning of this story begins in General Hospital in NYC. No clue as to why the trenchcoat-clad orange boulder is in the gift shop buying flowers, but that’s where Crystal and Lockjaw find him. Crystal launches into a tale of woe and begs Mr. Grimm to help her protect her baby . . . apparently the baby’s father has issues.


Ben hitches a ride on Lockjaw and jumps straight to Attilan to have a few words with said unknown father. Upon arrival the Thing and Lockjaw make quick work of the Inhuman guards, but the green fin-head blasts Thing with his space taser and drops the big guy. We learn that the baby’s father is Crystal's husband, Pietro, so she’s not a tramp. As it turns out, what has Crystal so upset is Pietro wants to expose the baby to the Terrigen Mists, and Crystal is against mutating the baby. It’s complicated. Lockjaw teleports the child to safety, and Thing squares up to the Inhuman royal family. The three page fisticuffs are undeniably the best pages of the book. As expected the battle ends in a draw more or less; then Ben convinces the Inhumans and Quicksilver to abandon tradition and to let Crystal decide the Inhuman/mutant/human fate of her child . . . and we all live happily ever after.

Zero complaints about this book. The cover definitely backed up the hype, the art was classic 1983, as was the PG-rated story and subliminal moral undertones. It's clobbering time indeed.

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