Swamp Thing #28 – Review

By: Charles Soule (story), Javier Pina (art), Matthew Wilson (colors)

The Story: You’re not truly living until you’ve thrown up in the streets of New Orleans.

The Review: Previously, on Swamp Thing—thought I’d take a page out of the TV convention book there—we left Alec standing over the withered remnants of the Parliament of Trees.  More intriguingly, there were three very nude bodies also sprawled on the swampy ground.  I’m sure we all had our suspicions of who they were.  The tubby chump with no hair seemed like a shoo-in for Wolf, which made the raven-haired beauty a good candidate for Lady Weeds.

That left one comatose man outstanding, who reveals himself here as one Brother Jonah, the monk who instructed Alec on the Sanctuarium Folium Viride back in #21.  At least, that’s what the man claims.  It’s hard to see much resemblance between him and the monkish figure who appeared in Alec’s vision of 12th-century France—except maybe the beard.  Indeed, when Alec asks if he can trust him, Jonah replies noncommittally, “I am as trustworthy as any man.”