Bob Molesworth gets a fair bit of mention on this blog, mainly because he's the artist of our comic book series Endangered Weapon B, but also because he's a tremendous artist full stop and it amuses me to go on about how good he is. We've been electronically hanging out a lot recently, we have a couple of exciting things close to fruition and a couple more on the backburner, and so it only seems right that I should give a quick plug to Bob and writers Steve Horvath and Andy Briggs's recent publication, Dinocorps.
Here's the blurbage:
Entombed for millennia, a team of combat dinosaurs is accidentally reanimated by 14-year-old Carl Heyward. While trying to keep them a secret, Carl discovers the evil Saurons have survived too. Responsible for the last mass extinction event, they’re planning to eradicate the human mammalian vermin with another extinction event. The race is on to save the planet… again. World shaking action-adventure in this all-ages story!
You heard that, right? Combat dinosaurs! That means, dinosaurs with guns kicking ass. Everyone loves dinosaurs, right? I know I do. Although granted, not as much as when I was twelve, which I think is probably the perfect target age for Dinocorps. When I was twelve, I would have thought it was about the coolest thing imaginable. I would probably also have been a little troubled, in ways I couldn't quite put my finger on, by the slinky lady dinosaur, Lieutenant Kayla. Boy, I'm sure glad that stuff like that doesn't bother me anymore.
Anyway, I obviously picked up Dinocorps for Bob's artwork and not for slinky dinosaur ladies. One of the fun things about working with artists is getting to watch them evolve, and Bob's done a whole lot of evolving since we first came across each other. He really does get better and better with every project he does, and it's a joy to watch. Plus, it means that the work he's doing right now on Endangered Weapon - and our other, secret mini-project - is his absolute best yet. Which, from my point of view, is pretty great news.
So if you have a twelve year old to hand, or - like me - a significant portion of your brain that frequently forgets it isn't a twelve year old, why not give Dinocorps a go? It's a lovely-looking comic book about dinosaurs with guns kicking the crap out of each other. If you can find a single thing not to like there, you're probably a pod person.