Yondu #3 Review

Written by Zac Thompson and Lonnie Nadler
Art by John McCrea and Mike Spicer
Lettering by Joe Caramagna

Released Date: December 11th, 2019


Caught somewhere in time…. or “How I learned to stop worrying and love the Urn”

Stop me if you heard this one before, but the cosmically powered MacGuffin Urn we’ve been following the last two issues we still don’t have! After opening its last issue, Our pair of Yondu’s (and our Skrull shiv handed bounty hunter) wind up on a planet that shouldn’t exist. What the flark is happening?

Future Yondu and Classic Yondu wake up on an apparently deserted planet- luckily for plot’s sake, Yondu Classic’s tracker tells us we’re on the planet Galador. It’s really hot, and they only have an hour before they dehydrate. For those keeping score at home, we now have an artificial time limit to find the MacGuffin, which makes two forced, artificial plot points to follow. Add to that the deadline with the deal to sell the Urn, and that makes a sweet trifecta of artificial plot points! Yondu Classic calls his ship, and off they go to grab the Urn. Wouldn’t you know it? Sav’rkk the Skrull bounty hunter is also there, chasing the urn (and the Yondus). The Yondus trek across the desert, future Yondu lectures Yondu Classic about “the way”, Centaurian culture, a lot of fake swear words, and a fistfight ensues.

Just in the nick of time, the Yondus get off the planet with the Urn. Yondu Classic might just get off the planet and make his big score after all! Or not. Who knows?

Final Thoughts:

Well, here we are again. This is basically the same issue as #2 – what should be a fun romp through time and space on a chase caper is just a boring sludge where nothing matters and what does happen is telegraphed and relies on contrived storytelling and artificial constraints. The art is much the same as the last issue, full of muddy, indistinct figures and backgrounds. Nothing about this book is interesting in the slightest, but it’s not bad per se. It’s just… mediocre and bland- and that’s the worst part of it all.


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