A
Superman-clone book that's lite on story, heavy on mystery
"Prime Time"
Writers – Len Strazewski
and Gerald Jones
Artist – Norm Breyfogle
Letters – Tim Eldred
Colors – Paul Mounts
Editor – Chris Ulm
June 1993
For
the space it occupies in the Crapbox, I really haven't given the Ultraverse its
due yet.
Created
mid 1993 during the boom in superhero comics, the Ultraverse was fledging publishers
Malibu Comics foray into the genre of shared superhero universes. They followed
the successes of Image and Valiant comics, the latter's tight continuity
becoming a model that the Ultraverse attempted to emulate.
The
titles attracted many top tier talents from the big two but the storylines of
the books were tightly integrated, leading to many crossovers and little
autonomy for each creative team. This continual storyline was a bit much for
some readers who balked at having to read titles they had no interest in to
find out the rest of the story. However the books became popular and shortly
after inception, the line came to dominate Malibu's catalogue.
As
the mid-90's decline came about, Malibu was bought out by Marvel comics, mostly
to prevent DC from doing the same. The Ultraverse as a line of books saw
cancellation. Only a few titles and some one-shot crossovers were issued after
that, most of them not lasting very long. Of note, the book Ultraforce did last
long enough to have a short lived cartoon.
Prime
was one of the initial books Malibu, released alongside titles Mantra and
Hardcase. I immediately thought "Superman-clone" when I looked at the
cover and I was really a smidge off in that regard. See if you can figure out
what Prime's real architype is from this issue.
We
begin with a giant splash page of Prime threatening a guy in a manner VERY
un-Superman like. In fact this reminds me of Supreme at his most violent. The
fact that we never see Prime kill anyone is the book's saving grace of not
having him go that dark, however. We do get a "bully" sort of vibe to
the character. Let's hope that gets better.
On
the next page is sort of does. By the way, check our Breyfogle muscling Prime
all up in that over-the-top Bane manner. I dig it.
I'm
stating it gets better and you probably aren't seeing it. It gets better
because the story moves into first person accounts by the victims of Prime's
assaults. Not only that, this first account by a coach that Prime accuses of
molesting several high school girls, recounts how poorly prepared for this the
super hero is.
Prime
is so new to this he doesn’t know his own strength nor what he can endure. The
coach is a martial arts expert and he comments that Prime knows nothing at all
about fighting. This is a costly thing, because Prime is much like a bull in a
china shop.
OUCH!
That's a pretty serious oopsie there.
Prime
freaks out the very girls he is try to shield from this guy. Not too swift at
following his own "Prime Directive" of "protecting the innocent
and exposing the guilty." Only thing he's exposed here is this guy's
radius and ulna to open air. Note how upset Prime is by the accident. You can
tell he didn't mean for this to happen.
The
account ends there, with Prime trying very hard to reassure one of the girls
that she needn't ever be afraid of him, while at the same time looming over her
like a monster from a 50's creature feature.
And
where exactly is the account coming to us from?
Why
they are in some vault-like shadowy government interrogation chamber. Coach
Meyer has already exposed his sleazier side here, bemoaning that the girls in
his class would probably give Prime "whatever he wanted." Then he
proceeds to wrap up his tale.
I
am going to give these unseen gentlemen a little latitude before marking them
off as "bad" guys. That lower left panel where the state that they've
basically hidden laser sterilized that pedo wins some points however I'm not
completely convinced.
Moving
on to our next Prime encounter, we get introduced to this repugnant drug
dealer. He's not happy about Prime's little visit as the man shut him down for
a couple of days. Let himself in without invitation too.
And
then proceeds to bust up the place. Which would be worrying our pal in the
chair if he didn't just so happen to have a few spare Uzis laying around the
place.
With
possibly the worst sound, Prime's oozing wounds heal up. Since that did no
good, the dealer is forced to pull out the bigger guns...
…which
turns out to be not a gun at all, but instead is a flamethrower. For all the
good that does him. Prime isn't even singed. Next he spins like a top and
demolishes the house with the wind gusts it generates.
And
then flies off. However he's left a little bit of himself behind. And Mr. Drug
Dealer has it in a vial around his neck.
First
he tries to auction it off to the men in the shadows. Just when that looks like
it will work, the chair comes to life and locks him down. Looks like he isn't
going to survive much longer after all.
I'm
right, too. They fry the dealer and then this heavy-set gentleman relieves him
of that vial of Prime puss.
After
those words we skip over to a newscast in progress talking about the
"Ultras," superhumans that live among us, the most notable being
Hardcase.
This
is that "interconnected universe" that people were talking about. How
the story from one book would end up with one page in a completely different
book. Hardcase had his own magazine, starting around the same time, so while
this looks like namedropping it isn't. What it is doing is setting the stage
for these characters to appear in each other's mags on a reoccurring basis for
marketing purposes.
Need
more proof of this? The next news story is on Prototype. Guess who had a series
starting right after this?
If
you guessed Prototype, you would not be wrong. The newscast moves on to the
story our government agents want to see, a report on Prime. What they hear
seems to bring up some concerns.
And
that special report is from Somilia, where Prime appears to be assisting a
special UN troop delivering food while fending off rebels. We jump from the
report to just watching as Prime addresses those troops, admonishing them to
follow him.
Prime
rushes in head first to battle the rebels, tearing through their forces
heedless to the danger. His body appears to take a pounding from shells,
gunfire, explosives and you name it. None of it appears to cause him any
physical pain. He shrugs it off and keeps going.
His
hand is melting and he is oozing goo from several large holes in his body. He
still doesn't appear to be in pain, he just appears worried about this
condition. Before the troops can thank him, Prime flies off back to America.
He
loses control of his flight ability shortly before reaching the building he was
aiming for, crashing through a window. Once inside a startling transformation
begins.
Prime's
body melts like candle wax to reveal a figure of a young teenage boy inside.
The boy punches his way out of the exterior to crawl away covered in the goo
from inside what was the superhero's body.
And
that is where we end. With a mystery of WHAT exactly Prime is.
The
answer of course is that Prime IS that thirteen year old boy and that the
government knows all about this process he is undergoing to become the newbie
superhero. At the beginning of this I called him a Superman clone, but that
isn't really accurate. The template in play here is clearly Captain Marvel (the
Fawcett/DC one) only his method of switching back and forth is much messier
than saying the word "Shazam!"
It's
an enjoyable first issue. A little thin on actual story, but it builds interest
in the character well and I found myself intrigued enough to search the Crapbox
for issue number 2 (not there yet, but likely will be once I run across it).
The art is oddly garish at times, but defies looking like every other 90's book
by not aping Todd McFarland. If you're wondering half as much about the mystery
presented, you'll want to check out future issues to see what becomes of our
teen wonder, his government investigators and the gooey powerhouse he can
become when he suits up as Prime.
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