1994 #19 - Warren
Warren's 1994 is not a magazine that shows up here too much; that's because I almost never got it growing up--it's heavy doses of sex and/or nudity kept me from bringing it in the house--so there aren't any issues I've since gone back to look for as an adult. And as adult, the at-times misogynistic tone of the magazine continues to keep me from wanting to read more.But I have to admit, a lot of the artwork in 1994 was simply beautiful, and this nice cover by Jordi Penalva enticed me enough to pick this issue up.
The opening story stars one of Warren's recurring characters, Young Sigmund Pavlov, by Will Richardson and head-tripping art by Alex Nino. Set on a whole world made insane by an epidemic of syphillis, the story features a series of two-page spreads by Nino that are astounding in their detail and design.
Next is "Fugue for A Ferrite Fugitive" by Kevin Duane, Richardson, and Vic Catan, a space-age take on The Fugitive with a man accused for murder on the hunt for the real killer. Full of gory violence and sex; the exact kind of tale that kept me from picking this book up when I was young.
Third is "The Holy Warrior!" by John Ellis Sech, Richardson, and Delando Nino, about when microscopic cells on the Shround of Turin(!!) suddenly come to life. Could Warren even sell this issue in some states?
Next is "Ghita of Alizarr" by comics genius Frank Thorne. Ghita of course was a nymphomaniac version of Red Sonja, and this story opens with Ghita getting happily nailed by a creature-ish alien while other people look on. Yee-ow! Even though Ghita was pretty pornographic(at least, by 1981 standards), Thorne's beautifully designed, uber-clean style made this feature seem more naughty rather than sordid, like a lot of other 1994 material.
Following is "Et Tu Casey!" by Duane and Abel Laxamana, a really crazy, alien-starring version of Casey At The Bat, set entirely in rhyme. Goofy fun.
Last is "Steele!" by Budd Lewis, Richardson, and Alex Nino(how he had time to do this and the Pavlov feature, I'll never know), about a pissed-off guy who seeks revenge on the outer-space mining company that let him get seriously wounded on the job. This story is told in vertical, poster-like images; again stunning in their detail and design. Sometimes I think maybe a clearer approach might've worked in telling the story, but you can't help be stunned by the sheer wonderment of Nino's images.
I have to notice that there are a lot less Captain Company ads in 1994, and what was being sold was slightly-older skewing material--paperbacks and calendars in lieu of action figures and puzzles. Obviously, 1994 was meant for older readers, and that's who bought it.

