7 MEN TO KILL, ROBERT HAWKES PRESS CITY / NARC # 2, 1975
7 Men to Kill, the second volume of the Narc, opens like a western. Three shots were fired in Central Park and John Bold, fearless anti-narcotics agent , galloping towards them on his nag rental.
" Hue, casseroles! [...] Show me just what you have in the belly ."
Nestled in his armpit holster, takes the usual Colt .45 ordering " this automatic bullets with stopping power sufficient to raise a man soil," and all around our man sits The City, this menacing entity post-spillanienne " who was dying of a massive heroin overdose ."
The scene is set. His immutability is the only apparent dramatic anime series . John Bolt facing urban wildlife junkies and gangsters, all repeating the same episode after episode scenes in a series of pictures to look interchangeable, the same environment simply accented with here and there by small details.
Here: a park, a horse, snow. The author of the plaque on his score as a construction worker stacks bricks on the cement.
The rest is known, it's solid . The eternal complaint cop's violent and sadistic thugs, the generic infinite edgy riffs punctuated by some to better maintain the attention of readers. No need to change the formula. It sticks to perfection.
Thus, in the beginning of each episode of Narc, a colleague of John Bolt is to slaughter the bastards by drug traffickers. is the emotional spark to the starter . -The effect on the primary justification of our hero.
He was already on a mission against crime who snort, smoke and goes down but here it is now transfigured, just assumes the office of avenger sworn by law but also seeking to satisfy a desire for revenge all staff .
Unfortunately, in 7 men to kill our hero has no friend at his side to wipe away a bullet. And the author has the horse on hand to launch his little scheme.
So the horse that toast.
" get shot, it was part of the risks of his trade him, federal agent, but to attack an animal that wanted nothing to anyone who had anything to do with the quarrels of men, it was simply unforgivable . "reassure the 50 million animal lovers, the horse will be avenged. Well avenged.
John Bolt takes care .
" I think seriously about giving your name to this service, given the regularity with which the Department provides us with gunshot wounds " throws him a guy emergencies page 54.
Yet, if we count deaths (violent) and injuries (gunshot), it should feel damn happy, hospital doctor, not having been transferred to the morgue the corner.
For in the literary world of Narc, cold rooms, I imagine badly congested at Gammon bloody .
Especially when, during a few chapters, our hero changes his colt order (not already disgusting question terminal ballistics) against a weapon from his clothing, " a shotgun as powerful as a rocket launcher . "
Change cavalier! If the waltz is practiced at two ends of the lead, next door to Narc, by cons know no numerical limit - except that of paginal counted.
158 units to service. That's enough. We shoot first and then we put the plot .
In 7 Men to Kill, John Bolt has to face Paris Whitman, " the most dangerous man he had ever met ," a black dinguo-mad former officer violently beaten by narc Racist cops and taking revenge since the wasp American society by breaking with all his ex-colleagues whites.
The horse was not fully satisfy our author.
And John Bolt is saddled with a false dilemma: revenge of the infamous Paris Whitman suffered while preventing, at once a gun, to crack down longer.
False dilemma because, as the author writes, " activity Bolt left only limited space to feelings." And forward for décarpillade of the Maccabees, the guys holed counted - not to mention all the girls and battered vehicles exploded.
7 Men to Kill follows the usual routine of the series . Shootings, ambushes, and large Barouf prosecution. And if the lead locomotive has no power (hallucinating necessarily) a SCUM Joel Houssin , the wake remains good: Narc will soon , Narc is strong and although the final duel is shipped in three rounds of 45, Narc does not disappoint.
Try if you can find.
is without doubt the best series of super-Dude urban edgy and super-over-armed either.
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