It’s still too much, though. Here are some of the better sequences - first, from the initial escape: It could stuff every panel with narration, but there’s a refreshing inclination here to have one or two be silent. It’s the action in the second half of the film, as Wilde goes on the run, where the celluloid sings. Take one of the big takeaway scenes from the film, the killing of the cruel, cowardly head hunter (not to be confused with headhunter). Often there are moments that are underplayed rather than dwelled upon. It doesn’t choke on its own verbiage like some tedious adaptations. In fairness, the Naked Prey comic book tries. And this is the shining feature that gets a bit lost in a comic book, a medium which is often compelled - sometimes needlessly - to go heavy on the descriptions and thought balloons. It’s a fine example of the old “show, don’t tell” adage. The vivid settings combined with the sparse wordplay though much of the film’s runtime gives it an artistry beyond the violence. It’s a simple premise, yes, but its success lies in the execution. Then comes his struggle for survival, as he has to battle the elements and the warriors bent on finding him as he runs, bobs and weaves his way toward civilization. Wilde is saved for last, and, in a premise later copied by Mel Gibson’s Apocalypto, he escapes after he’s turned loose to be hunted. The take them back to their village and use their own cruel and unusual methods to dispatch them - rings of fire with snakes in them, etc. The next time the Africans come around, they aren’t in as hospitable to the interlopers. (There are numerous sad shots of elephants being felled for their ivory, which makes your toes curl in this day and age. It’s the anti- Hatari!. ) When they meet up with a group of natives, they hurl insults at them instead of offering them the customary gifts. For one good reason.įor those unfamiliar with the plot of this 1966 release, Prey starred Cornel Wilde as a guide leading an arrogant group of Great White Hunters on safari through the African wild. But it’s one that was turned a blah little comic. The Naked Prey is a pretty damn good film. Twenty-four frames per second doesn’t equate to twenty-four pages. They have their own ebb and flow, their own lyricism. Comics might look like pre-production storyboards, but they’re not. Seems obvious. They both combine words and pictures to tell stories, true, but there are hazardous pitfalls that prevent a success in one from becoming a success in the other. Filled with rich characterization and exceptional drama that are his hallmarks, this is Sandford's most suspenseful novel yet.There’s a natural inclination to think that films translate well into comics, and vice versa. There is worse to come - much, much worse. 'Lynching' is the word that everybody's trying not to say - but, as Lucas begins to discover, the murders are not, in fact, what they appear to be.
What makes it particularly sensitive is that the bodies are those of a black man and a white woman, and they're naked. It comes in the form of two people found hanging from a tree, in the woods of northern Minnesota.
If there's one thing Lucas Davenport knows, it's that for every bit of peace you get, you have to pay - and he's waiting for the bill. Of course, Lucas is married now, and a new father, all of which is fine with him he doesn't mind being a family man. The chilling new Lucas Davenport novel by the number-one-bestselling author His old boss, Rose Marie Roux, has moved up to the state level and taken Lucas with her, creating a special trouble-shooter job for him for the cases that are too complicated or politically touchy for others to handle.
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