Comic Review: The Queen of Sin
Review by Jeffery J. Timbrell
Let us be up front and to the point: The Queen of Sin is a big time ‘sub’ comic.
And by sub, I mean submission.
Submission is basically a sexual role for people who like to play the meek kitten while their partner puts on PVC and rides them with a horse-whip. Your girlfriend calls you Maggot, you call her Mistress, and everybody at work thinks you got into a fight with a walking Cuisinart. Showering afterward for the next week REALLY sucks, but it feeds into that whole macho attitude of “Pain don’t hurt!” and “What does not kill us makes us stronger”, and combines it with our inherent desire to have sex with Ilsa: The She-Wolf of the SS.
The appeal is obvious. Sorta.
The Queen of Sin (brought to you by Boneyard Press) is the story of Lilith, the woman that God made during the whole Genesis part of the Bible, to appease lonely old Adam. She’s here to punish us, and trust me folks, we deserve it.
In folklore Lilith was a Mesopotamian storm demon known for being the original first bride to the first man, expelled from the Garden of Eden for having a back-bone. In the comic book it turns out that Adam was fornicating with barnyard animals in the Garden of Eden, so God in his infinite wisdom decided to give him a busty Dominatrix in our titular villain (or hero depending on your perspective) The Queen of Sin, Lilith. And much like the biblical story, the marriage is off to a rocky start as Adam doesn’t enjoy the fact that Lilith likes to be on top (hey pal, girls know where their G-spot is better than you do, LET THEM PLAY) and he also doesn’t like having rough sex either.
So yeah, Adam’s a class one, super-pussy/wet blanket.
Adam terrified by this woman who actually wants to enjoy sex demands that the Almighty banish her from the Garden. God showing his Adam-obsessed favoritism, banishes the sexy Storm Demon, while Lilith promises revenge. And we flash-forward to the modern era, where our beloved Queen is now a chest-stomping, face-ripping, gigantic-breasted, man-eating stripper who seduces poor, dumb bastards, making them give in to their most depraved sins and forever dooming their souls to damnation. And they love and worship her for it.
Oh dear!
In the Queen of Sin, the evil demons who rip off people’s faces and swallow our souls (among other things) seem perfectly justified compared to a God who goes out of his way to enable a sheep-humping, wussy with an inferiority complex the size of Istanbul. It’s not good versus evil, so much as anally retentive sissies versus sexy, big-breasted women. And really, do I have to say which side I’m going to pick in that battle? If I have to choose between The Westboro Baptist Church and Hot Alternative Goth Models, I’m sorry, but I’m going to hell with a riding crop in my teeth and a studded collar around my neck. I may not look the type, but trust me folks, I’ll BECOME the type if the alternative is having to spend eternity with Fred Phelps.
I mean, have you seen Fred Phelps; he looks like Reverend Harry Kane from Poltergeist 2.
“God is IN his holy CASSSSS-STLE.”
Uh-huh. I’d rather be doomed to a fiery, mutilating, limp-chewing oblivion; thankyouverymuch.
Our girl Lilith, the Queen of Sin is a bonafide ball-buster; she pretty much spends the comic laying waste to various weak male stereotypes, starting with the missionary position and working her way through the sexist college frat kid and the rich oblivious business man. She’s flanked by her faithful servant, the scarred Bartender “Asmodeus” and together they speak in fluent “Goth” or “Emo” or whatever represents that stereotype these days (Screw you, I’m old) as they seduce hapless victims to the glory of sinning.
So does the subject matter work? Is sex really scary? Absolutely. In particular sex with me. But that’s because I break out all my old Fraggle Rock toys and people get uncomfortable when I talk in the third person and keep referring to the “the cave” in my best impersonation of Nick Nack from The Man with the Golden Gun.
Is The Queen of Sin scary? Not to me, but I like empowered women and rough sex. On the other hand, if your name happens to be Jack Chick, The Queen of Sin might as well be the newest installment of the Necronomicon.
So, buyer beware.
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