Just stumbled upon this. While I haven't picked up the issue, the preview alone just kind of let out a rant that's been pent up in me for quite some time in relation to all of this added canon that seems to be going on in the Star Wars universe. Before I go on, you can preview a bit of the comic here: Preview :: Dark Horse Comics
Such a different approach to Boba than what we've been reading in the novelizations of him (especially Tales of the Bounty Hunter). From what I gather in those first pages alone, whoever decided to pen this comic had it in their head to make Boba just like every cliche bad-boy we've seen the past 20 years...a buff "cool-guy" who's always in a predicament with an attractive femme fatale. There's bottles of booze littered across their bedroom, disheveled sheets (I think us grown ups can put two and two together with Boba and this new bounty hunter female Xasha), and flirty dialogue. Not only that, he's lounging in half of his flightsuit (a little hard to only sport half of a ONE-piece, no?), no shoes, relaxing on the couch, etc.
This just doesn't fit, and even though good ol' George gave this a passing "A-ok", I really don't want to consider this to be the stature of our ruthless bounty hunter we've all known and loved for years.
Clone...ok, not what I was expecting for an origin, but I guess it fits the Jango storyline well. Wife and kids? Ok...now authors are trying to implant fantasy "what-if's" just to give Boba as much real-world issues readers can relate to, but it sort of works. And now this? Doesn't this completely throw the Sintas storyline out the window?
All of this "Boba Exposure" completely takes away from his allure. He's getting slapped with too many qualities that an everyday Joe can relate to. It doesn't make him unique, it doesn't give him this sense of "Fear me". And it's not just this comic, there's countless others (Twin Engines of Destruction for one) that give him a bunch of bad one-liners.
Tales of the Bounty Hunter had it right. The whole "no drugs/drinking/no non-marital sex" virtues, the ice-cold enforcement of personal morality, the harsh methods of doing business just made him something so socially distant, so uncomfortably different that it fueled his mystique. The fact that he did EVERYTHING in his armor, from eating through his helmet's devices to sleeping in a chair with his eyes open to guard Leia was so militant, so overbearingly alert and disciplined that it truly pictured him as an elite operator in a very dangerous galaxy. A galaxy in which he had no problem moving through.
Growing up as a kid, my image of Boba greatly differed from what we mostly see now. Under the helmet he wasn't this dashing New Zealander that had the physique of a football player. He was a muscularly slim, sinewy killer with a gaunt, weathered face. No sense of humor, no sense of pity. Respected women and children, lent no mercy to his targets. He wasn't sadistic, he wasn't spiteful. He was efficient. He was cold and calculating. He was someone that exuded an aura of death wherever he walked. Most of all...he was lonely. No girlfriend, no interest in mingling with females for pleasure. From the moment he woke up to the second he retired for the day, he was in constant predator mode.
I was going to write a lot more about how all of this glorified fan-fiction that these Lucas writers are coming up with is destroying the canon that we all grew up with, but its almost 3 in the morning.
I'd love to hear from all of you TDH members on here in regards to the direction Boba's going.