Alien: Paradiso… In Brief

Xenomorphs on vacation!

Alien: Paradiso, a five-issue miniseries from Marvel Comics, written by Steve Foxe and with artwork by Peter Nguyen, is kinda fun in a pure fluff sort of way. Foxe nicely blends together his undercover cops vs gangsters vs aliens story, which is certainly preferable to the done-to-death colonial marines hoo-rah rah rahing, and even casts a sunshiny pall over it all thanks to its luxe tropical island setting. Beyond that, it's all strictly paint by numbers Alien stuff. Paradiso does little to disprove the conceit that if you’ve read one Alien comic book, you’ve read them all. Weyland-Yutani wants the alien eggs, people get infected, chestbursters lead to fully-grown killer aliens, and the body count rises and rises and rises. Nothing spectacular, and certainly nothing that hasn't been seen dozens upon dozens of times elsewhere already.

Nguyen’s art is pretty good overall, and he’s got a deft hand when going over the top with a bit of the old ultra-violence. It’s gory and spectacular, and certainly earns the Explicit Content warning. Paradiso’s graphic mayhem exists alongside that particularly American strain of puritanism where violence can be shown, indeed celebrated, in the most spectacular terms possible, with people's domes being lopped in half and intestines spilling all over the floor, all shown in the most grisly and vivid ways, while words like “fuck” have to be written in grawlix lest some softhearted soul be offended by such scary, naughty, not for kids words.

Paradiso makes for a nice change of scenery in the ALIEN landscape, forgoing the dreary, spartan, industrial look for the bright shinyness of a resort for the rich, and the xenomorph POV is pretty neatly represented as a form of sonar or echolocation. Beyond that, though, it's just your regular, plain old, standard, check all the boxes ALIEN story. I wish it’s characters were meatier and that Foxe mined deeper thematic depths given the nature of Wey-Yu’s profit at all costs concerns intersecting with an island full of rich people but, alas, it’s strictly a lightweight affair that doesn’t fully maximize on its eat the rich potential.

Michael Patrick Hicks

Michael Patrick Hicks is the author of several horror books, including the Salem Hawley series and Friday Night Massacre. His stories have appeared in more than a dozen publications from Crystal Lake Publishing, Death’s Head Press, Off Limits Press, and Silver Shamrock Publishing, among others. His debut novel, Convergence, was an Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award Finalist in science fiction.

In addition to writing his own works of original fiction, Michael is also a prolific book reviewer with a focus on horror, crime, science fiction, and thriller genres. His reviews have been published by Graphic Novel Reporter and Audio Book Reviewer, and a number of his horror-centric book reviews have been collected in The Horror Book Review Digest Volumes I and II. A third volume is in the works and is expected to release in 2025.

Michael lives in Michigan with his wife and two children. In between compulsively buying books and adding titles that he does not have time for to his Netflix queue, he is hard at work on his next story.

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