Swamp Thing #1 Review
Swamp Thing #1 was published by DC Comics in September 7th, 2011, in conjunction to the DC 52 event, scripted by Scott Snyder and illustrated by Yanick Paquette.
Dr. Alec Holland, the former avatar of the Swamp thing, is called upon out of obscurity as the world is faced with a threat that far exceeds the capabilities of even the world’s greatest superheroes, including Superman himself. Nature and its subjects fallen gradually into decay across the world, and who better to turn to at such times than the entity sharing an intimate bond with it.
A hauntingly beautiful piece of work, Swamp Thing #1 does not falter as well in its way of story writing, as evidenced by the anecdotes used by Alec Holland in conjunction with the darker theme of the story overall during the first few pages; i.e. the gruesome plague gripping everything from the skies of Metropolis to the seas as Alec recounted his days of stemming flowers as a boy helping out his father in the florist shop. Being the former bearer of the Swamp Thing mantle and of course, being a botanist himself, it comes as no surprise that Alec Holland was so capable as to provide a vivid description of the plant world, savage as every other aspect of nature could afford, the only difference being the savagery evinced by all plant life is none as immediate, which accounts also for Alec’s own repulsion towards his former identity as the Swamp Thing.
The art throughout is remarkable, the colours striking, the panel dividers employed in accord to the occasion; the outline of a branch delineating certain panels where Alec Holland is involved, and what would appear to be a plague of insects accentuating the nature of the threat at hand. The sight of their heads twisted around against the will of those paleontologists would suffice as gut-wrenching, doubly so as their dead bodies lumbered forth behind the heel of the villainous entity responsible for everything.
Readers, especially those not familiar with the Knight of the Green, will be granted a summary of its origins in the form of Alec Holland’s dreams, from which he woke up, only to the sight of a florid outbreak within his quarters. Agitated, Alec immediately extracted the bio-restorative formula, which had been the reason he was transformed into the Swamp Thing in the first place, and which he was about to throw into a nearby swamp, before being stopped by an uncannily familiar figure.
Despite the few instances of Superman’s oddly disproportionate face, at least in accord to Clark Kent’s in the beginning of the issue, Swamp Thing is an enjoyable read, a remarkable tribute to its creator, Alan Moore.