Sunday, September 16, 2012
I get the idea that a comic book cover is meant to sell a story. It's there to grab someone's attention. It's there to entice a new reader or suck back in someone who let the series go. Sometimes a cover will target a certain demographic. Thirteen-year-old boys like big-chested women wearing next to nothing. Intellectually stunted emo girls like a weepy looking guy. What demographic, pray tell, is drawn to alien men(?) with testicles growing off their faces? Not even the most testicle-fixated man or woman could view this cover and think, "I have to buy this."
There is nothing else about the cover that looks vaguely sexual. There are not strange vagina-like plants. No woman eating a banana or dribbling milk down her chin. There isn't a man holding a log in a strange place while a boy looks on in excitement. None of that. Testicle Chin stands alone as the cover's high weirdness. I wonder how many issues this sold beyond the title's core readers? My guess is very few.
At least we should be thankful Testicle Chin wasn't starting to grow a beard.