Even though the quarter box is a bit of a misnomer, I got all four issues of Silver Surfer: In Thy Name out of there last week. It's an enjoyable, if slightly depressing little read, that does pretty well with a very Star Trek-style plot. (Take vaguely real-world politics, make them insolvable even with the power of the Federation or the Surfer, add aliens.)
After a chance encounter with some organ pirates, the Surfer meets the flagship of the Collective. They seem nice, a veritable utopia; and they ask the Surfer to check out one of their newer worlds, Brekknis. Brekknis is poor, war torn, plagued by a giant monster, and an unwilling addition to the Collective. They hail the Surfer as a religious herald, and he's unable to persuade them otherwise. (Whenever told to quit it, even directly by the Surfer, they take it as a "test of faith" and press on.) Turns out the Brekknis are zealots, who turn to terrorism in the Surfer's name. Throw in the Collective enslaving a powerful alien and double-crossing the Surfer, and he has to bring in the big guns:
Really like Tan Eng Huat's art on this one. And writer Simon Spurrier has a couple of nice monologues for the Surfer, to the point of he loves life, but good god it sucks sometimes.
It's hard to tell, but it looks like Silver Surfer is wearing a butt-hugging bating suit. The fact that he was wearing anything at all seemed weird, but then I went and Googled some images and realized that SS actually did wear shorts for a long time. I wonder when he started going au naturel, because I'm pretty sure that's his default look these days.
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