Like his previous serial adventure The O-Men, Spandex mixes everyday drama and garish unreality with ease. Brother Bobsy mentioned Paul Grist as an obvious reference point when he discussed the collected Spandex on SILENCE! and there’s definitely something to that: like Jack Staff or Mud Man, Spandex is humorous without ever seeming parodic, and it manages to generate a sense of low-budget romance from its seaside drama. The debt to the X-Men is also undeniable, both in Eden’s commitment to chronicling the adventures of a group of emotionally combustible super-friends, and in his clean, brightly coloured artwork:
I’ve done a pretty decent job of burying my teenage X-Men fandom underneath piles of Eddie Campbell comics, but Spandex made the appeal of this sort of comic obvious to me all over again. These pages shine with a sense of possibility that the black and white, none-more-indie tones of The O-Men never quite conveyed. If I was a young bi-guy growing up today, Spandex might just be my favourite comic going, but as it is it serves as a reminder of a time when comics seemed to offer a gateway to a life full of tightly and brightly clothed boy/girls, endless excitement, and maybe the odd scrap in the name of a just cause.
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