To be fair to Gibbons he does a fine job as writer here, producing a script which packs in plenty of top quality planet on planet action (Mogo v Ranx. Yay!) and hordes of cool aliens punching holes in each other's heads.
It's a "Fuck yeah!" sort of comic that I would've loved at 13. Twenty two years later and it's just sweet to read something that doesn't attempt to be anything other than a straight up action comic. This, my nerdy young chums, is perfectly paced, throwaway excellence. Just what I want from a funnybook.
Highlight has to be the moment the Guardians decide it's time to stop pussy footing around and rewrite the sissy part of their blue boy bible...
Look at his eyes, just look at his eyes! Those lanterns might as well be $$ symbols. KERCHING! Time to kick some Sinestro Corps ass!
Even the mega-cool, logical Mr Spock type Salaak turns bad ass with his new kill ring, incinerating him some baby bombs...
Awwwwwwwwww yeah! Green Lantern Corps are the comics bomb motherfucker!
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