By: Chris Claremont; Frank Miller
This is *the* definitive edition of the X-man known as Wolverine. If you’re not sure who Wolverine is, you need to go and Google him. Now. I’ll wait.
Okay. Good? Sweet.
I grew up with Wolvie, the X-men, Marvel comics, and comics in general. The term ‘comics’ doesn’t really do justice to the genre, but it’s tradition, and as Tevye (Fiddler on the Roof) explains – we keep tradition, because it’s tradition!
Okay enough about me. Back to Wolvie.
Wolverine has always been a bit of a tortured soul. I guess that’s part of what makes him so popular. And, with all of the experiments, memory implants, historical references, and questionable back-story (even with Origins now firmly in place), he still is one of the most colorful yet mystery-shrouded characters of the Multi-verse. And this collaborated story just enhances that image.
Logan (aka Wolverine) tries to be a good guy. He really does. But its as if he really don’t know how, though not for lack of trying. He conceals his softer side, his heart, and revels in the pain of the physical world – it’s a pain he is used to dealing with, and with enhanced healing ability, it is one he knows will mend. However, the pain he experiences with Mariko – that’s a pain he doesn’t seem able to recover and heal from.
So what’s a guy to do?
He drowns his sorrow in even more fights. And booze. Can’t forget the booze.
This is not the same as the movie, although there are almost the same exact characters involved. This is not, after all, your modern Wolverine. 80’s Wolverine is tougher, grittier, and more mentally unstable than Hugh Jackman’s Wolverine.
This Wolverine is torn between loyalty and love, honor and duty, respect and regret. He is, after all, not an animal, not simply a mutant, but human, and Claremont and Miller do an excellent job of showing exactly what that means, without him losing his edge.
If you are a fan of the X-Men, or of Wolverine, and have not read this edition yet – stop cheating yourself and find it. Read it. You’re welcome.