In the closing chapters Starlin threw in Spider-Man, the Avengers and the Thing to construct as fine a superhero epic as any of the era. No other similarities should be inferred. Given his base nature, it’s perhaps inappropriate that he was originally conceived as Starlin’s visual homage to Jack Kirby. Starlin’s humour manifests in the art, the credits and primarily in Warlock’s companion Pip, a troll. The pre-occupations with death, suicide and other morbid undertones could make Warlock sound the miserablist’s bible, which is far from accurate. His identity is well-conceived, and he’s astutely represented by Starlin as a facial pictogram spread across the stars. One is the mad God Thanos, who worships death as a physical entity, but little mentioned and stunningly imaginative, is the Star Thief, who can obliterate worlds in an instant. With the Magus dealt with, two other major threats occupy the remainder of the book. Together they stretch Ditko’s 1960s visions of other-worldliness, twisting space and reality for unconventional and memorable visual distortions.Īs much he railed against established authority as defined by the church, Starlin resented any form of editorial interference, and delivered a heavy-handed satire of how he viewed Marvel at the time, resulting in one of his weaker stories. When Starlin could no longer remain a one man band, Steve Leialoha put in a shift far beyond the inking he’s credited for. An early decision was to replace Warlock’s gaudy costume with something more dignified, and his shots of Warlock flying through space populated by dozens of planets still impress.

Starlin also really delivered with his art, channelling Steve Ditko and Gil Kane, and creating a universe where, humans apart, no two beings looked the same. The extraordinary surprise is that he delivered that, and it occurs twice within the book, with well conceived dialogue re-shaping perceptions the second time around. In his opening chapters Starlin sets a course for Warlock where only one action can prevent what he becomes. As he realises this Warlock also discovers the soul gem affixed to his forehead has vampiric properties, useful in some circumstances and malevolent in others.

Twisting the knife, the church is headed by the Magus, Warlock as he would be in the future.

Starlin first dispatched Warlock deep into the universe, then grasped the religious theme of his earliest solo appearances and twisted it for the Universal Church of Truth, an intolerant and bigoted organisation proclaiming genocide for anything other than human-like beings. The good news is that it’s still fit for purpose in the 21 st century. It’s a testament to both a talented creator being given leeway, and the creative freedom available in what was considered a marginal title. Jim Starlin’s Warlock is probably Marvel’s most enduring legacy of the 1970s.

Warlock by Jim Starlin by Jim Starlin