Superf*ckers, James Kochalka. (Top Shelf Productions) $14.95
Kochalka’s irrelevant superheros smoke superdrugs, experience mostly unconsummated superlust, supercurse and superfight each other in multiple dimensions. The book is set at the Superf*ckers’ headquarters and its nearby surroundings, and is divided into several chapters as the story was first published serially as a Top Shelf comic book.
It’s a fun read with occasional bright spots—Jack Crack’s conversion to a Mark Driscoll-style Christianity: “Say… us that a new costume?” “Fuck yeah it is!” “How come it’s all white & shit?” “I’m Christian now, motherfucker!”—but it ultimately disappoints. Kochalka’s drawings are simple but competent, organic to his narrative and tone. Still, he could have done more with his satire of the superhero genre, though that appears not to be his intention. If anything his Superf*ckers are super-underachievers, and his storytelling underachieves too.