In an alternate reality where Brooklyn has seceded from the United States, The Red Hook fights for right in a remarkably retro story that has Golden and Silver Age overtones. The rye whiskey (I never known which spelling is right, so I go with what they put on the bottle) that shares his name may not have a lot of analysis that I can find, but it makes up for it with killer label art…
Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.
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Totally thought this was going to about fictional spirits, like that Ol Janx Spirit or Romulan Ale. Can you do that next?
I don’t promise “next”, but I can certainly do it. :)
I seem to remember that J. Walker also went undercover for a time a “Jack Daniels,” so that’s a two-fer.