A is for Astronauts . . . no; Spacemen . . . no; Astronauts . . .

. . . no; spacemen . . . err . . . Doh! Ah! They're Space Legionaryes (with a 'y, e'!), that'll be double-good 'spacetalk'.

I'm sure I've mentioned in the past that my rule of thumb with the recording and/or sorting of unknown figures of this persuasion is that if they are dressed in funky or natty duds and armed with projectile or beam weapons they are 'Spacemen' and if they look like NASA moon-walkers or Soviet Cosmonauts they are 'Astronauts'.

Atlantic go and muck that rule up with their obvious astronauts, forty millimetres and armed with alien tech while carrying something looking like Nottingham's finest Space Marine jet-packs!

No obvious signature on the artwork, but quite evocative and looking a bit like a Metal Hurlant cover by Mobius; it seems the guy in the centre has just 'fragged' his boss in the back . . . 'cos that hole's an exit-wound, and . . . the other three don't seem too bothered!

Actually quite nice figures, sadly in an intermediate scale of little use to most, but they could be filtered into one of the aforementioned GW armies at a push, or set to bring order to Elastolin Huns! Also, like a lot of Atlantic's output, they aren't half as rare as people would have you believe, and are therefore overrated and over-priced!

They share a box with their nemeses; the Space Monsters, the artwork for each being on alternate sides of the same box, with a blank price label being the only clue as the box's contents.

That's it really; keeping them on the runner meant it would only ever be a box-ticker.