Reading old Wolverine is turning out to be a strange experience. By the time I got into the character, as a kidlet, he was already nigh unkillable, and Madripoor and the Patch identity were getting passe. Here it's... ostensibly fresh? I don't know - there's just something interesting about these pre-bone-claws, pre-Origins, pre-invasion-of-the-Logan-clones, Wolverine.
It's still Wolverine, with all the cheese that implies, but it's a much more interesting
Wolverine. It's a Wolverine who still had some secrets to explore. I guess what I'm saying is that there's a cheeseball charm to it?
Also-- wha-what? Depowered, 80s Jessica Drew? In my Wolverine comics? It is
Claremont, and what Claremont story would be complete without a sexy! powerful! dominant! woman, in clothing that resembles bondage gear? Of course, in this story, Jess has become a Claremont girl, via the miracle of demonic possession (Evil Is Sexy!).