Press release from Dark Horse:
During the 1950s, Hellboy caravans across Mexico with a trio of vampire-killing luchadores, finding the undead; evil turkeys; a terrible bat god; and a little too much tequila.
Reuniting Mike Mignola and Richard Corben, the creative team behind the Eisner Award-winning miniseries Hellboy: The Crooked Man!
This is another example of the splendid storytelling style had by Mike Mignola, although this issue is proof enough that the bullpen effort of Mignola and Corben make for a perfect team-up. The two together may remind the reader of the partnership between Steven Bissette and John Totleben back in the 1980s with Saga of the Swamp Thing; likewise, the product is greater than the sum of its parts. Indeed, there is some quality Mignola-influenced artwork throughout, (Corben is the sole art contributor, however) and although the script is light, the story is not.
Hellboy recants a tale to Abe Sapien, his amphibian sidekick, of drunken tom-foolery back in 1950s Mexico. In familar fashion, he addresses some of the local customs first hand, this time the reek of the Devil himself as “he blows his stink up through holes in the ground,” acting as a sort of pheromonic receptor for vampires and witches alike. So there goes the neighborhood all over again, and Hellboy (still new to the scene back in 1950) collaborates with some of the locals in squelching the supernatural opposition.
The plot is quite simple, really, but one cannot ignore the pace and expert craftsmanship of this comic book. The reader may hear the distant roar of the undead bandwagon however, as zombies, witches, and vampires seem to be crawling out behind every newstand comic these days, but it does provides an effective and logical foil for Hellboy. And to watch him in this environment, before a south of the border backdrop no less, the story practically sells itself as a considerable and lofty one-shot.