The first page made me think Wyman and Pallot were back to doing good work. Unfortunately, they are not. It’s this detailed, beautiful piece of black and white comic art. The rest of the issue is their new low standard.
Marshall returns to his original cast, either starting a new storyline or wrapping up unresolved issues. His solution to one of his two major problems is a complete cop out. On part of the issue deals with suicidal depression, another with the sitcom antics of the gorillas. There’s no unity. It’s not just bad, it’s heavy-handed and bad.
And then–not sure who’s at fault, writer, artists, editor or publisher–there’s an orangutan with two chimps for children. Again, not even sure that one’s genetically possible.
The issue’s a slight improvement over the immediately previous ones, but Marshall’s out of good plot ideas. He’s just lazy at this point.
The Stop Button 
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