No, you know what? Let’s talk historical context for artist Jay P. Fosgitt’s recently released comic book, “Dead Duck and Zombie Chick: Rising from the Grave!!” This Dead Duck offering is the “Mad Max: Fury Road” of Fosgitt comics. No, it’s the “Creed” of the “Rocky Balboa” of the Rocky sequels of Fosgitt comics. No, even better. “Dead Duck and Zombie Chick” is the Verdi’s “Otello” of Fosgitt comics. (I swear this last one works.) What I’m trying to say is this stand-alone issue constitutes new work by a seasoned artist—older and wiser—revisiting his early genius, conjuring the old magic, etc., proving he can still land a good booby joke, etc. Got it?
Get your copy of DEAD DUCK AND ZOMBIE CHICK: RISING FROM THE GRAVE at https://t.co/e4B5lSxmWr! pic.twitter.com/ihit8gkRlP— Jay Fosgitt (@JayPFosgitt) July 30, 2016
What is “Dead Duck and Zombie Chick”? From the author in an interview included in the new release, “’Dead Duck’ is a minion of Death. He delivers the dead with his sidekick, Zombie Chick.” This is the premise to every Dead Duck story, and it works. Rolled out episodically, this comic delivers hilarity, pop culture lampooning, and unexpected twists in the form of ghastly creatures proving downright lovable. Who woulda thunk a story dripping with macabre imagery could be so charming?
For many fans, Dead Duck appeared in 2009 as a graphic novel. For me at the time, Fosgitt was a friend of a friend. So I dutifully tried his comic book out and wound up having a great time. Seven years and a couple of commissions later, I am also a fan of his Little Green Men adventures and the thoroughly loveable Bodie Troll. Those offerings are geared for all ages. Dead Duck, however, delivers a more risqué set of tales, which is partly why I began my love-fest review with a sobering disclaimer about booby jokes.
Seriously though, count me as a reader who gleefully devoured this new one-off comic. Fosgitt’s rapid-fire wit, ornate illustrations, and remarkable knack for making dark things charming, make “Dead Duck and Zombie Chick” high quality entertainment. These days, grownups are apparently cuckoo for coloring books. No reason why they shouldn’t also be crazy for comic books. Yes, I’m a biased fan. Nevertheless, my critical assessment of Fosgitt's latest comic is dead on. (See what I did there? Jay does it better.)