The last time I went to see a local band was a few weeks ago. I can remember leaving the club thinking, “It would be pretty cool if right now I became the host of a endless power, lets call it The Mantle. It would be even cooler if I was tossed into a battle that has been going on for decades between a dude named The Plague who is already on his way to kick my ass. Actually, no, pizza sounds better, let’s get some pizza.” This is exactly what happens to our buddy Robbie. He is chosen to be the next Mantle and continue the epic fight against The Plague.
Brisson knows that the beginning issues of these types of stories can be very cookie cutter. Instead of follow the origin formula, he uses a team of sarcastic characters to point out that this beginning may seem familiar but, although it is necessary, we will get past it quickly and onto the good stuff. The three characters Necra, Kabrah and Shadow help us get through the initial, “What’s going on with me?” and quickly into the “Oh shit! The Plague is here to rip you to pieces.”
The Mantle starts off with a strong debut issue filled with comedy and action. Robbie, our hero, has the right arrogant attitude to jump headfirst into a vicious battle with The Plague, within minutes of becoming The Mantle. Although, Robbie can get on the nerves a bit, like when he says, “Eat fist, dick bag!” There are a few cringing moments like that but overall I am a fan of the Robbie character. Brisson does toss a little twist into the end just to hammer home that this isn’t going to be like anything you have read before. I am pleased with the cast of characters in this book. Shadow can teleport but only through the shadows, there has to be very little light for him to work his magic. Kabrah is the muscle and the brains and Necra can visit the dead and I’m looking forward to seeing more of this team. Issue #2 of the Mantle is definitely worth checking out to see where Brisson can take this unpredictable story next.