Halfway through reading Orc Stain and I was trying very hard to suppress a barrage of prematurely positive hyperbole. “This is fucking good shit!” kept creeping through my head as I sifted through page after page of James Stokoe’s kinetic artwork and clever storytelling.
True, there’s a fair bit that would turn the average nun off (see: penis fascination, overzealous gore, general grossness of orcs) - but put that aside, there is so much to appreciate and marvel at when you consider Stokoe wrote, drew, inked, colored and lettered all of it himself.
Am almost done with Volume 1. In a short moment, I will be sadfacing at the thought of having to wait at least another year or so before Volume 2 is wrapped up.
