All I do when I look at these guys is think of the Smurfs. Except, you know, in space. It’s mostly the “there’s only one girl, and with the exception of the leader they all look the same” thing, you know? Instead of wearing red trunks rather than white, the leader (who is named Lyle) has blonde hair rather than brown.
Maybe there’s one that wears glasses and constantly tells everybody “Lyle says that when we fight the Space Trolls of Planet Blorkon, we should fly in zeta formation.” “Lyle says that if you keep your laser in good shape, it’ll keep you in good shape.” And then the other Knights of the Galaxy get pissed off and kick him out an airlock, and he says something hilariously self-pitying.
I am willing to lay odds that at some point in their comics run, they fought an evil space wizard who had an evil space cat. I am not kidding in the slightest about this.
Of course, the Knights of the Galaxy are not three apples tall and do not sing as they travel from place to place. (Well, actually, who knows, maybe they did sing. It was the Silver Age.) They do not each have their own etoseric specialty. There is no Knight of the Galaxy who is particularly good with tools, nor any Knight of the Galaxy who is unceasingly vain (and probably gay), nor any Knight of the Galaxy who is a psychotic mad bomber type. So they are obviously not Smurfs.
Obviously.
I mean it.
Also, man, are they incredibly Aryans of the Future or what?
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If you ever get to the Atomic Knights, don’t you dare trash them! Space knights + giant dalmatians + jazz = AWESOME
I was thinking more “Blackhawks in space” They’ve even got the little bird symbol and everything.
No token minority? Oh, right, the future, all of that is taken care of.
If I were running a space station full of Jews, let’s just say I’d ask them to dock somewhere else.
So you ever notice that they made all women wear little short skirts during the silver age?
But they weren’t sexist or anything. You can tell because they didn’t give her a jet-pack. It stops guys from getting some up-skirt shots.
What future?
I’m pretty sure they’re supposed to be heals, but it looks like they make the girl wear ice skates. Just for shits.
With the names, it’s most likely a Camelot reference (good job making Lyle’s romantic interest Artho’s daughter, rather than wife), but all I’m hearing is:
Watch now as our rockets race here from afar,
For now, with our Robin, we live on a star!
Three. Two. One. Blast off!
Band of brothers, marching together.
Heads held high in all kinds of weather.
With fiery blasts, our roaring rockets rise,
Beyond the air, beyond the skies!
At the sight of Robin, take your stand,
With the gallant leader of our band.
Send a joyous shout throughout the land
For Rocket! Robin Hood!
Rocket Robin Hood for the win!
It’s nice to know that in 500 years we’ll have advanced from “women should stay in the kitchen while the men go out to fight” to “women should stay in the laboratory while the men go out to fight”.
Of course, the glasses-wearing Knight needs to be partnered up with the dumbest, klutziest Knight in the organization…
Project:Cadmus in the 25th century. I know that I’m not the only person to figure this out. Hell, Lyle looks like a futuristic version of the Guardian!