Saturday Splash Page #205

"Prison Break," in Rocket Raccoon (vol. 2) #2, by Skottie Young (writer/artist), Jean-Francois Beaulieu (color artist), Jeff Eckleberry (letterer)

After his mini-series and escape from Halfworld, nobody much used Rocket Raccoon for the next 20+ years. I've heard Peter David had a panel in one of his Captain Marvel runs where Rocket's pelt was a rug on someone's floor, because, well, I assume he thought that was funny. As with all Peter David's humor, your mileage will vary. Then came Annihilation: Conquest, and Rocket is drafted into Star-Lord's Dirty Half-Dozen. He was a regular in the Abnett/Lanning Guardians of the Galaxy. Probably Bendis' version, too, though I didn't touch that with a ten-foot pole.

Then Rocket shot to super-stardom, courtesy of the first Guardians of the Galaxy movie, and that, more or less, brings us to this solo book, with Skottie Young as writer and sometimes artist. Young leans into the movie portrayal, with Rocket as a merc who does essentially anything for money. Rescuing kidnapped princesses, stealing stuff, blowing up giant undersea monsters.

I was never totally drawn into this book, in no small part because I found this Rocket Raccoon a scumbag. Part of the initial story is Rocket, under suspicion of murder, also being hunted by an army of angry princesses he wooed and then scammed out of money to pay off his gambling debts before vanishing into the night. In other words, Young's Rocket is one of those people who dates you to steal your bank info. This did not make me inclined to see Rocket escape the princesses' vengeance, or even really to see him beat the rap for a murder he didn't commit.

(He is, eventually, ordered to pay back all the money he swiped or go to prison.)

When I wrote a Favorite Characters post about Rocket Raccoon, I said that if Mantlo's version was an Errol Flynn swashbuckler, Abnett and Lanning's was more in the line of Bruce Willis, the wise-cracking cynic. Young's version is basically Deadpool, a violent lunatic who occasionally does good things while leaving a trail of ruined lives. Innocent of that particular murder, Rocket still killed a lot of other people, though he argues they're all justified. And the killing is largely a joke, as he even has a catchphrase, assuming "BLAM! Murdered you!" qualifies. When he pleads his innocence to Quill, Star-Lord correctly guesses that Rocket is in the middle of murdering someone right that moment. Movie Rocket was no saint, always focused on a payday or at least protecting his and Groot's hides, but this version seems tipped even further towards, if not villainy, close enough to shake hands with it.

This Rocket also doesn't know anything about his past. The last two issues are him breaking the terms of his probation to pursue a lead on the mysterious "Book of Halfworld," and learning that he is possibly not the only one of his kind in the universe, as he apparently tells everyone. The climax is played as a joke. None of the answers the book provides are satisfactory, and Rocket decides it's stupid to worry about where you came from. Life is somewhere ahead of you.

Eh, it's not the worst lesson I've seen in a comic book.

Young's artwork is fantastic, however. Wild and expressive and exaggerated. His aliens, if still broadly bipedal, can look weird or gross as the situation requires. There are motorcycles that transform into rocketpacks, all manners of spacecraft and weird monsters to blow up (though some of that was drawn by Jake Parker, artist in the back half of the series.) Rocket is far more expressive than a raccoon is likely capable of, and that's put to good use. He's alternately charming, pitiable, or homicidal, depending on what he thinks he needs from one moment to the next.

Mignola and the various GotG artists stuck closer to a raccoon's true body type in their renditions. Chubby body with short, stubby limbs, Rocket walking on the pads of his toes. Young goes leaner, with stick-figure arms and legs, what look like regular feet, and a scruffier fur coat. Past Rockets looked like they put some care into their appearance, but this version actually looks like he spends most of his time one step ahead of angry creditors/cops/ex-girlfriends. His eyes are just red-orange orbs, which also lends a feral air.

I don't think this was ever one of my favorites during it's 11-issue run, not with the Duggan Deadpool, Waid and Samnee's Daredevil, G. Willow Wilson's Ms. Marvel, or the Soule/Pulido She-Hulk run going concurrently. But it was the ongoing series that got me back up to buying 10 titles from Marvel in Summer 2014, for the first time in 7 years. Of course, that only lasted 3 months before Avengers Undercover ended, and Rocket Raccoon itself was canceled by the following summer during Hickman's Secret Wars. But if I didn't necessarily enjoy reading it, the art was always fun to look at.