"That's not chicken. It's Fricken." -- Tony Chu
Chew is a cop comedy comic book about a cop who gets psychic flashes of the history of anything he tastes. So if he eats something dead, Tony Chu could find out what killed it. Naturally, this helps in police work.
The thing with the eating is the only talking point in most promotion for the comic. It's an excellent hook. But once it grabs you, you get dozens of characters and funny cop action. Tony's power is not even a huge part of the story.
In the premise, the bird flu crisis from a couple years ago led to a ban on all chicken. So, like Prohibition, chicken eating and selling went underground.
That leads to fun, including a plant that tastes like chicken, a search for a missing fighting rooster, and a woman who can write so well about food that readers taste it.
A lesser story would be a zombie-style gore-fest. But Chew is a silly cop comedy with a huge, colorful cast.
A word of warning for the weakly stomached: In the first issue, I totally almost ralphed. There, I said it. It almost got me.
The first issue isn't the grossest issue, but I think I became used to the grossness, because I haven't gotten the hurl feeling in the rest of the series. Yet.
Dear writer John Layman: Consider that a challenge.
Chew is hilarious, good stuff. Try one of the trade collections right now. Start here..