Billy's eyes turn as black as coal and he escapes the low-security mental hospital, murdering indiscriminately.
An orphan from the foster home that Billy and Ricky lived in as kids, seeks help from Santa. His eyes also turn jet black and he beats the living crap out of one of his tormentors.
Ricky has a complete mental breakdown after what happened with his recent visit with Billy and storms out of the house he and his family are staying in.
A killer dressed as Santa kills a couple near lover's lane and then possibly kills a pair of dime store Santas.
Billy Chapman gets some much overdue revenge.
And the art just gets worse and worse.
First of all, the gore level jumps to 11 in this issue. It's very off-putting. The original film from 1984 and the sequel were known for being bloody and dark. It's kinda hard to hack someone to pieces with an axe and make it pretty. However, the deaths in this issue take a quantum leap in gore with eyeballs exploding and faces being punched to pulp. It's a level of gratuitousness I just don't want to see, like when they killed the dog in that issue of The Weatherman.
Thankfully, the artwork isn't all that great as the lack of realism helps to prevent me from having nightmares. I liken it to the very overcrowded type of stuff you would see in a college newspaper. Everything looks like it was done with an ink pen instead of pencils and it feels rushed. I know that I'm not a professional artist. With my carpal tunnel, I couldn't pass that correspondence art course test where you have to draw the pirate or the turtle (and everybody is scammed into believing they have the makings as the next Andy Warhol!) But to paraphrase Mr. Burns from The Simpsons, I know what I like and I don't like this (art.)
Still hooked on the story though. It's intriguing where the art work for the most part really disappoints.
Worth Consuming!
Rating: 7 out of 10 stars.
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