Another fabulous fake homage; this time to one of the favorite comics of my youth. Do you want forty eight pages of Wolverine just relentlessly trolling the Incredible Hulk? Look no further than Wolverine issues 7 and 8 from tht ancient year of 1988. Wolverine is BRUTAL here, just nasty for no discernible reason. Hulk is in Mr. Fixit mode, an enforcer for a Vegas (oops, that’s LAS Vegas) casino owner who’s basically an up and up guy. One thing leads to another and Wolverine is forced to play host to Fixit on the wild island of Madripoor.. a mixture of ancient Eastern mysticism, densely populated squalor and high tech, high stakes economical turnover. Comics don’t get much more fun than this. As always, John Buscema was the greatest to ever do it and aping him is difficult, but rewarding.
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