I can’t remember the last time I read a comic book adaptation of a movie–they’re the opposite of the novelization, which expands on the source material (for the most part, since the writers are working with a script, not a final cut)–comic book adaptations truncate everything they can to tell a cohesive narrative. And they sometimes cut too much and don’t make any sense.
This issue makes sense, narratively speaking (the lame dialogue from the film seems right at home in the comic book form and some of the deliveries are far better here than in the actual film), but Grant and Nguyen aren’t pushing any envelopes, they’re cashing checks.
I didn’t figure on Dark Horse (I’d stopped reading their licensed properties by 1993) would do the obligatory crappy movie adaptation, but I was wrong.
The book cost $2.50 and you don’t even get a cool cover. Urgh.
Writer, Steven Grant; penciller, Hoang Nguyen; inker, Art Nichols; colorist, Chris Chalenor; letterer, Clem Robins; editors, Dan Thorsland and John Weeks; publisher, Dark Horse Comics.