THE TIME CROSSING QUEER ACTION ROMANCE CONTINUES!
Hollywood. The 1950s. The Celluloid Closet forces performers to hide who they are. Or it did, until Hotel Oasis! Lately, Tinseltown's closeted elite have found a place where it's safe to live and love freely, a science fiction speakeasy run by none other than Malcolm Irina-stranded time traveler and inventor! As Irina rubs elbows and uglies with Hollywood's biggest names, his Wolf comes calling. John Wolf has dropped in from 1907 to find his lover under attack-and his hotel with it! Wolf and Irina are the only ones who can defend Hotel Oasis from the Pilgrims, a secret society infecting al more
Sainted Love spends a good number of pages on some very solid action between its cast as the sexual side of it is just as important as everything else. And it's handled well with some very fun sequences but also a revelation from John along the way as he's learned more about himself as well, such as that he's bisexual. This creates an interesting conflict of sorts between the two of them as Malcolm isn't sure why he struggles with this but it works well to show how the two can strengthen their bonds together. It's a pretty fun issue and accomplishes a lot and comes up with some neat designs and ideas, but I just keep hoping it'll take a chance and breathe a bit more. Read Full Review
I’m not certain.
The concept is fresh and has potential, but the plotting, and repetitive sexual shenanigans, made me feel as though I had read the same issue twice.
The ending certainly moved things along, and I’m interested to see how the story progresses, but I’m also checking out where the exits are located just in case.
Innuendos from the first issue take a backseat for full-on NSFW sexual fantasies in this second issue from Steve Orlando and Giopota. Underneath all the gratuitousness, there’s a fascinating story shouting to get more attention. Orlando’s plot appears to be playing second-fiddle similar to how he’s handling Astonishing Iceman with his work on Marvel. The awkward time-jump happens in the blink of an eye and we completely blow past how John and Malcom helped established a new Oasis in a new timeline. I’ll never stop appreciating how unabashedly queer Orlando’s stories are, but characters often come across as one-dimensional vehicles for “shock” moments that do a disservice to any long-term growth. As a gay man, I wish there wasmore