COMIC BOOKS DON'T GET MORE... well, "comic book-y" than Danger Girl, artist J. Scott Campbell and writer Andy Hartnell's short-lived miniseries from the late '90s. Originally published under the creator-owned Cliffhanger imprint, Danger Girl's an unabashed Charlie's Angels and Raiders of the Lost Ark mash-up, its pages crammed with the Danger Girls—a "covert combat force" of barely clothed action heroines—as well as mystical treasures ("The elusive golden skull of Koo Koo Diego!"), gadgets (a pineapple phone!), ninjas, and phrases like "Prepare my destructonaut."
Even if one doesn't find anything to like in Campbell's energetic art—though they'd be hard pressed not to, with its kinetic car chases, slickly stylized characters, and gorgeous colors from Justin Ponsor and Guy Major—one has to be impressed with how many excuses Danger Girl's creators came up with to strip their characters down to their bikinis. Or less.
But there's an earnest, lighthearted innocence about Danger Girl's nonstop, retro-Playboy style sexuality, just as there's a strong, goofy undercurrent of fun at all costs running through the entire series. IDW's recent Danger Girl: The Deluxe Edition (a $50 hardcover that collects all seven remastered issues along with a few sketches, covers, and other ephemera) is a great chunk of action-y, pulpy reading, but it's also a reminder of what comics had a tendency to feel like in the '90s—kind of ridiculous, kind of gorgeous, totally fun.