Even the greatest nonbelievers in the power of the Force out there have to admit one thing; Star Wars sure has a talent for creating cult-classic characters that hardly have any screen time at all (I AM LOOKING AT YOU BOBA FETT!!!). The titular hero is exactly such a character. I am no saint; the lovable scoundrel from Bespin is one of my favorites as well, so I could not resist the chance to read his mini series, especially if it is written by THE MAN WHO KILLED WOLVERINE (I love this click-bait nick name).
The authors definitely succeeded with making Lando cool and likable. He is one charming son-of-a-bitch with an upbeat attitude and a spirit of a gambler, yet there is a lack this swashbuckling heroism visible in his friend
Indiana Han. As much fun as he is to be around, Lando Calrissian is not to be trusted.
The plot is rather simple and straightforward. The story takes place in a safety of in-between period after A New Hope and The Empire Strikes Back. We follow Lando’s shenanigans as he is trying to repay a debt he owes to another criminal. His way out: to steal a certain ship (not Millenium’s Falcon). I really hoped the story will focus on the criminal underbelly of the galaxy far far away- something that I have not seen a lot in the Movies or other comics I read. Unfortunately it is only a starting point and as the story progresses it enters the realm of the Force. Disappointing. As predictable as this book is there are some great things in it. Lando’s augmented best friend and partner in crime Lobot, is a great straight man to Lando as he knows him well enough to call his bullshit out. Land has a pretty bad-ass moment at the end and the conclusion is of the story is nicely touching.
I have an unusual problem with the art direction in this comic book. Maleev’s slightly blurred, unclear drawings fit this shady story about people of questionable morality and their secret adventure in the night. Paul Mounts’ colors match the story and its world, beautifully showing both neon brightness and deep darkness. Yet somehow these two do not always work together for me. There are instances the artists fail to compliment one another’s art, especially when it comes to the characters and their faces.
And at other times they are spot on.
Overall, this book reestablishes Lando Carlissian as a charming scoundrel. To be honest I am looking forward to seeing more of him in the upcoming Han’s solo movie.
Three out of five Donald Glovers.