(And some days it takes more Stones than others...) Where Mythical Bestiary meets Contemporary Culture and Chews On Its Leg Until Covered with Slobber.
I like the kitties, though they seem to have wandered in off a popcorn can and more interested in the fringe on her costume than in joining her crime-fighting army of the night.
I blame the haircut. It may have worked for Linda Blair in the 1980's, but did nothing for Adrienne Barbeau in Escape from New York, and it almost certainly doomed Nightcat to only one issue. Of course, the writing and art inside were total crap, even for 1991.
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Yah, the kitties? Fearsome, eh?
I was working at Chaos In Print when this thing came out. I really didn't understand glam metal, so I was telling people Nightcat was like Dazzler meets Streets of Fire. I'm certain there are quarter bins throughout the known universe with this comic in them.
At least the inside has Stan Lee and ninjas, who actually appear to be white guys under those masks but they are ninjas still.
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