Rascals in Paradise

by Jim Silke

"Spicy" Saunders is a teenage bombshell with lots of attitude and very little clothing! Teamed with a pair of over-the-hill Soldiers of Fortune, she's fulfilling a deathbed vow to her father to find the mysterious River of the Arrow, and to do that the trio has to overcome acts of angry gods, animal magnetism, and men and women of bad intentions! Radical body make-up, talking apes, Technicolor spaceships, aerial combat, leopard-skin loincloths, human sacrifices, tantalizing tree-swinging, and lots of luscious ladies -- that's what Rascals in Paradise is made of! Combining rocketships and rayguns with the savage passions and sadistic rituals of the Malay Jungle of 1932, Silke's visual storytelling is unmatched as he tosses in a gorgeous pinup on almost every page. Collecting issues 1-3 of the sizzling hit series, this fully painted book will appeal to aficionados of Frank Frazetta, Dave Stevens, and Alex Raymond. If you're a fan of high-quality, good-girl cheesecake, here's a slice you'll devour!

Genres: Comics, Science Fiction, Graphic Novels

104 pages, Paperback

First published November 15, 1994

About the author

Jim Silke was an American graphic designer, screenwriter, and comic book artist. He wrote the scripts for Sahara and King Solomon's Mines. In 1994, he created the comic book limited series Rascals in Paradise.
Over the course of his career, Silke was nominated for four Grammy Awards for best album design. He won in 1962 for his cover for Judy at Carnegie Hall.

Reviews

[Matt Kelland · Rating 4 out of 5]

This is pure cheesy fun. It's Tarzan meets Barbarella with a good dose of 1930s pulp adventure and plenty of gratuitous nudity. If that doesn't tell you all you need to know, then this probably isn't for you.

[Gonzalo Oyanedel · Rating 2 out of 5]

Ciencia ficción de matiné con generosa inclinación al humor cheesecake, muy meritoria en el apartado gráfico pero con un guion que tiende a perder el rumbo.

[Robert · Rating 1 out of 5]

A mashed-up, utterly confused mess. Even the liberal application of partial nudity cannot save it.