What if magic was real? And what if the CIA were the only ones who knew about it? In M.I.T.H., the Magical Intelligence Tactical Headquarters controls the real secret behind America's military might -- magic wands, crystal coffins, and the occasional hundred-eyed invisible giant! Special-ops soldier Hamilton Crow and the M.I.T.H. squad pursue stolen nuclear weapons through the Mayan underworld in a desperate bid to stave off the Apocalypse!
While I'm not usually fond of this genre of literature, I must admit that Jennifer "Hamburger" Hepler's book, M.I.T.H.: Operation Smoking Jaguar is a remarkably large step forward in the realm of American manga. The story focuses homosexual relationships to a large degree (easy once every three pages) and really builds up suspense by having the protagonist and his small entourage of male lovers have sexual orgies during pivotal moments in the battle for Earth. Overall I would give it a 9/10. One pound, one pan, one happy family.
I liked the premise behind the story of M.I.T.H., that America is really a great world power because we have harnessed magic from historical objects. And, in order to keep that power there is an elite branch of the C.I.A that investigates anthropological sites to find more magical artifacts. But, as I read, I found the story lacking and when two main characters pause in the middle of the impending apocalypse to make out, I almost stopped reading. I liked the Mayan historical tie-in referencing their calander and history of 5 worlds. But, thought the depiction of the current Mayan tribe as stereotypical and the crazed dooms day villain in native dress as offensive. I wish this first issue about the M.I.T.H. squad was better developed and more culturally sensitive.
The art, it self, is pretty solid. There seems to be some anatomical errors now and then, but it's still quite passable and definitely up to par for professional work. The writing is the polar opposite. This "story" was laughably predictable and the make out session before doomsday was hilariously cliche' and silly. Then again, what can you expect from Jennifer Brandes Hepler? She's made a career out of objectifying male homosexuality in the most disgusting and tasteless ways.