Nasty Pills (#1 – 2) – Massacre

1 out of 5

While artist / writer Massacre’s skills have evolved, with better framing, better panel-to-panel pacing, and better use of lighting, his ‘maturation’ from high school cheesecake obsessions – giant boobs, protruding nipples, gratuitous panty shots – to ‘adult’ cheesecake – huge but not giant boots, prominent but not protruding nipples, panties shots 5% obscured by mini-skirts – has also seemingly encouraged him to give writing an actual narrative a shot, which, arguably – by this review – makes his ‘story’ even more insulting and dumb.

My problem with Massacre’s previous Amigo stuff is that it’s not enough of any one thing.  Setting aside the misappropriation of B-grade T&A for something that feels like T&A as imagined by someone who never watched USA, HBO, or Cinemax at night and instead watched some porn, then mixed it with a dated awareness of ‘strong female characters,’ Sidney Hammer and etcetera are neither T&A enough, or noir enough, or B-movie enough, or EC Comics enough.  Paired with some wonky editing, there are some okay goofy ideas, but nothing that doesn’t make me roll my eyes at Amigo apparently making enough money on this stuff to merit yet another Massacre offering.

In Nasty Pills, a company has engineered a pill that turns women into sex slaves for old men, and an escapee from the experiment – now turned P.I., solely to justify a ‘pulp’ tag on the cover, as it sincerely does not come into play in the story in the slightest – is taking revenge.  You know how some films or comics or whatnot combine the act of voyeurism with commenting on it?  And then you know how plenty of others fail at that, and just use ‘commentary’ as an excuse to linger?  This is the latter.  Except with some pages of exposition dump which suggest Massacre thinks there’s an actual story and characters here.  Which, admittedly, there vaguely is, but then it gets unnecessarily over-complicated by time jumps and twists and some other pills that apparently give the lead super powers, and none of this is explained very well, despite a lot of words attempting to do so.

But the art is a little better.