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Review: 'The Squeeg' is Good Clean Throwback Comics Fun

A comic review article by: Jason Sacks

It's an odd concept for a super-hero: a suicidal homeless amnesiac is struck by lightning and gains amazing powers that come from his squeegee. Gaining incredible powers that involve bubbles and water, our hero soon dons a cool costume and begins fighting an evil nemesis on the streets of Cincinnati.

But though its concepts are wonderfully absurd, the comic is good, clean (yeah, I went there) fun. It's straightforward super-hero action/adventure that feels a bit of a throwback to classic 1980s and '90s comics.

The Squeeg

The Squeeg reads like the most indy of indy comics, only as if published by Marvel Comics circa 1993 or so. It's slick and professional and kind of humorous and quite entertaining and weird as weird can be.

Screenwiter David Lieto recruited two industry professionals to work on these comics: writer Gregory Wright and artist Tom Grindberg have lists of industry credits going back some 20 years. Grindberg does a completely professional job on the artwork here. He shows off all his skills in these pages. His command of anatomy is still spot-on; Grindberg was always known as a great Neal Adams imitator, and he has Adams's command of exaggerated comics anatomy. Grindberg's layouts are also dramatic, exciting and creative. His characters seem to explode out of the page. Who would expect such slickness in a comic called The Squeeg?

Gregory Wright's story is also as professional as can be. Wright delivers a story that is charmingly fun, light and professional, nicely paced with a light-hearted sort of excitement. There's a British character with a very annoying accent that kind of drove me crazy, but not enough to kill my enjoyment of this comic.

Maybe my favorite aspect of the comic is the arch-villain who is transformed to a Swamp Thing-like monster in the same accident that turns the Squeeg into a super-hero. Any comic that features a sewer created monster with dreadlocks has to be a lot of fun, and this book proves that odd aphorism.

In the end, The Squeeg may be nothing more than an odd curiosity, but it really charmed the hell out of me with its wonderful level of professionalism. I didn't think I'd say this when I broke the cover of this collection, but I want to know what will happen next to the Squeeg. Hey David, can we get a sequel?


You can order The Squeeg on Amazon.

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