Cave Carson Has An Interstellar Eye #1

Writer: Jon Rivera
Art: Michael Avon Oeming
Colors: Nick Filardi
Letterer: Clem Robins
Publisher: DC’s Young Animal

Review by Michael Farris, Jr.

Cave Carson and his team are visiting an old friend of Carson’s, the rockstar Star Adam. Adam, who is expanding before he implodes like any dying star does, says he wants to have one last “romp” with Carson before he goes away forever. They reminisce on old times. Carson agrees, so they fly off on a space ship, but end up a little too close to the dying star.

And that’s about the best recap I can do of this comic, because really, if you get much more out of it than that, then props to you. This comic was very difficult to understand what exactly was going on. The flow of the story was disjointed, you don’t really get to know any of the characters, and you’ll be left wondering why you decided to read this book instead of count the number of fingernail clippings you’ve been secretly storing under your bed. I get that it was supposed to be weird and psychedelic, but at least there has to be some semblance of a story. This hardly justifies as one. The one positive thing I can say is good job to the cast for not being creeped out by being a towel slip away from a wardrobe malfunction of a massive alien.

Also, the title tells us about his eye, but we see it in use like, maybe once.

The artwork was decent, especially for handling the psychedelic nature of the book, but it felt similar to getting Megablocks from a friend at your birthday party and being like, “Wow, dude, thanks. I guess you were too cheap to get me Legos.”

Verdict: Pass.

I really do wonder how many fingernail clippings there are under my bed. My wife is going to kill me after she reads this.

Michael Farris Jr.
Michael is a Virginia-born Idaho convert and a huge fan of sci-fi. He took time off from comics and sci-fi during the dark years of being a teenager and trying to impress girls, but has since married an amazing woman with whom he regularly can geek out and be himself. He's also a drummer, loves metal music, and can always be found in a melancholy state while watching all things DC sports.

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