Prog 2012 (aka prog 1763.5) Festive ProgOnly reviewing the standalone stories from this 104-page special.
In order of most favorite to least favorite thrills...
Dandridge: A Christmas Ghost StoryDandridge recounts a festive ghost story about a disembodied hand (reminiscent of a segment of the horror movie
Dr. Terror's House of Horrors). A great one-off by Alex Worley with beautifully evocative art by Jon Davis-Hunt. More of this sort of thing, please. It's like one of those old Tales of the Unexpected in comic form, even throwing in a jump-scare:
Aquila: PrologueJostling for position at the top spot is new thrill Aquila: a sort of mash-up of Assassin's Creed, Blackhawk and Slaine (as a super-powered gladiator goes on assassination missions for a death goddess).
It's ultra-violent, it's sweeping, it's epic and it's just getting started:
Sinister Dexter: Now & AgainSinister & Dexter chase the nefarious Ms. Step through various alternate realities until eventually tracking her to the edge of forever: which turns out to be a blank canvas. She is abandoned in nowhere land and then Vladimir and Estragon wander off into the white-set. It's almost as if the writer is admitting that the strip has nowhere left to go, and has decided to end it here, which would be fine. It's had a good innings.
To get to nowhere land, we have some fun along the way: visiting the worlds of Judge Dredd, Flesh, Rogue Trooper, Nikolai Dante, Strontium Dog and Kingdom. The most interesting of these is the meeting with Johnny Alpha and Wulf, in which there's a suggestion that they are mirror characters. Whilst both sets are hired killers, I have more sympathy for Alpha - he's taken up bounty hunting reluctantly and hunts criminals. Sinister and Dexter are just assassins with no morals. They leave Ms. Laid to slowly die of thirst (one assumes) in a land devoid of any form that might sustain her.
If our heroes are evil, then they are not heroes.
Absalom: Sick LeaveUhm...Attack the Block meets The Sweeney meets Hammer House of Horrors? While most of the team take on some demonic hoodies in a council estate, Absalom (who is perhaps a zombie) has a long conversation with an even more zombified version of himself in a Doctor's office. Perhaps the most interesting thing that happens is that we are told that Jack Regan (from The Sweeney) is not a fictional character in this world. Well, either that or Absalom is insane.
Great art, but the story and the characters are just too cynical for me to enjoy. I mean, look, they're not enjoying it themselves:
Judge Dredd: Choose Your Own XmasThis is a comedy festive Dredd in which you the reader are Jackson Packard (a dweeb cit) and you get to choose which frames to go to in the comic, like those Choose Your Own Adventure books. Of course, the most amusing thing about those is when the Interwebz decided to change the titles, like this:

But, those books were tame. They weren't cool. The cool ones were the Fighting Fantasy books, like The Warlock of Firetop Mountain, or the frankly stupendous Lone Wolf series, or the time-traveling Falcon series, or the ninja-esque Way of the Tiger. The popularity of those prompted the short-lived 2000AD experiment of Diceman (5 issues, 1986), in which you could play your way through a comic adventure as Judge Dredd, Hammerstein, Nemesis, Torquemada, Slaine, Rogue Trooper, the Dice Man (a supernatural private eye) or, uhm, President Ronald Reagan. And in the prog, we had Slaine's Tomb of Terror, a game / comic that ran for 15 episodes.
Instead of all of that action (where you have life points and its a game, and you can win or lose, and you play an amazing character), you have Choose Your Own Xmas. You get to be a dweeb. Guys, that sucks! And blows. Both of those in a bad way.
