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144 pages, Paperback
Published June 24, 2025
Wolverine has always been one of Marvel’s most dynamic characters—a near-immortal bruiser who’s lived through wars, revolutions, and heartbreak across centuries. He’s not just a fighter; he’s a witness to time. So when you hear Jonathan Hickman is writing a Wolverine series, you expect something cerebral, layered, maybe even mythic. Instead, Wolverine: Revenge gives us blood, guts, and a bomb in Logan’s chest—but not much else.
The premise is wild: Magneto dies off screen and unleashes a global EMP, plunging Earth into chaos. Wolverine, recruited by Nick Fury and a ragtag S.H.I.E.L.D. crew, is sent to retrieve a cold fusion reactor from the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants. Things go sideways fast—Captain America and Bucky are killed, Deadpool goes full villain, and Logan ends up gutted and stuffed with a literal bomb. Hickman throws in Dani Moonstar, Forge, and even a triceratops ride in the Savage Land. It’s all very metal, very loud, and very Capullo.
But here’s the thing: it doesn’t hold together. By issue three, the plot starts to unravel. The reactor is melting down, the villains—Sabretooth, Omega Red, Mastermind, Deadpool, and even Colossus—feel like a greatest hits lineup without much depth. The Red Band editions promised elevated violence and exclusive pages, but honestly? They felt like a gimmick. One extra dollar for a few bloodier panels and not much narrative payoff.
I read all five issues in their original floppy release, hoping Hickman would pull a twist or inject some of that signature complexity. But this isn’t East of West or Ultimate Spider-Man. This is Hickman unchained, writing a lean, mean revenge tale that’s more spectacle than substance. Capullo’s art is undeniably stellar—every page drips with grit and energy—but the story doesn’t match the visual intensity.
Wolverine deserves better. He’s not just claws and rage; he’s a character who’s lived through eras, who carries emotional weight. This volume missed the chance to explore that. It’s fun in bursts, sure, but it’s not the deep dive I hoped for when I saw Hickman’s name on the cover.
I still believe in Hickman—his Ultimate Spider-Man run proves he’s at the top of his game. But Wolverine: Revenge? It’s a missed opportunity that will be much rued by old canukleheads like me.