The world ends not with a bang, but with 10 spectacular comic covers. Let’s get to it.
By Fiona Staples
Earlier this year I sat down and watched Alien for the first time. I’d seen select scenes before, but always while standing. Anyways. I was struck by a particular shot of Ripley in repose, decked out in gray jumpsuit similar to Alana’s here. White sneakers up on a console. That image of casual disregard in such a cold science-fiction setting must’ve launched a thousand-thousand imaginations. I think Alana belongs to that tradition, of stunning, take-no-shit women. Feet up on the dash as the stars stream by.
By J.H. Williams III
Why did it have to be snakes? The weariness in her eyes, around her eyes, might be even more striking than the elegant composition.
All-New X-Men #4
By Stuart Immonen
If you’d told me last week I’d be showcasing a cover with not one but two Scott Summers, I’d have believed you, but I’d be muttering something at the floor. Maybe they’ll cancel each other out. Okay, I’m still grumbling. That’s the subjective. The objective is that this is stunning, and it’s even a wonderful venue for the already brilliant new logo. Now, that’s some lens flare.
Locke & Key: Omega #2
By Gabriel Rodriguez
I love the questions raised by this cover. The simplicity and strangeness. In person, the finish on the cover provides the added nuance of, I suppose you’d call it luster. The key itself shines in the light.
By Simon Bisley
Cool in concept and execution. It’s a memento mori. For John. For us. For the series. For…well, you can decide how far to take this grim portent.
Nowhere Men #2
By Nate Bellegarde & Fonografiks
Is it just me, or can you feel that fabric? Also, spooky as all hell. And good lord, it’s like a Suburban Glamour cover mated with Jonathan Hickman. In the best way. The all night long way.
X-Men Legacy #3
By Mike Del Mundo
Escher ducks! Escher ducks!
Wonder Woman #15
By Cliff Chiang
The Unwritten #44
By Yuko Shimizu
Guys, I’ve been looking through my Audubon books, the really heavy ones, and I can’t find this thing. Seriously, what in the Hell is that thing? A harpy, you say? Well then. Nobody but Shimizu can do what Shimizu do so well, and that’s line and light and all-out ethereal.
He-Man and the Masters of the Universe #5
By Dave Wilkins
Not only is there like a Ladyhawke thing happening here, but we’ve got Battlecat and claws the length of He-Man’s face. This is exactly what a book about He-Man ought to look like, for better or worse. But mostly, almost entirely, for better.