Review: Clandestino #2
If Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino were to get together and produce a love child, then little Niko, a.k.a. Clandestino, would be their offspring. A Latin Rebel with many causes, Amancay Nahuelpan’s Clandestino is on a mission to rescue his woman, and bring down General Kapala’s fascist regime–that is, if the Nationalist Paramilitary Police don’t kill him first. All I can say is who needs cojones, when you got a handful of grenades.
With 1970s flair, and over the top violence, Clandestino shoots his way into the General’s military prison stronghold to rescue Leena, his childhood sweetheart. With the Koyam (their faction of the rebel army) decimated, all Leena and Clandestino have left is each other, a car, and some guns. Eliminating all resistance with martial impunity, the Latin Dynamic Duo shoots its way out of prison.
Amancay’s panel work is non-stop vivid sequential action. My only complaint is that despite the twenty-eight pages, it was over way too quick. Gratuitous violence splatters across the pages, as the two now try to reach the rest of the other rebel groups. Driving across the fictional country of Tairona, they encounter a deadly threat. In the way of their desperate road trip stands General Kapala—suspiciously looking like a technologically enabled Pinochet—and his elite squad of samurai sword wielding hit men.
The dialogue is blunt and terse, overladen with invectives. Spartan in their communications with each other, the rebel couple seamlessly and violently works together to escape … maybe.
Story and Art: Amancay Nahuelpan
Story: 8.5 Art: 9.5 Overall: 9.0 Recommendation: Buy
Black Mask Studios provided Graphic Policy with a FREE copy for review