Gideon Falls is conceptually one of the scariest comic books I’ve ever read, and the very first collected volume is available just in time for Halloween.
Bonehead - now THAT is a title. The word itself alludes to a doltish, neanderthal, half-wit, or stupid person; however, in the context of the story, it refers to a person who belongs to one of many parkour gangs that run around doing cool tricks using only their bodies! All of the aforementioned Boneheads have uniquely decorated helmets that distinguish them from other (different) Boneheads. The book is published by Image Comics / Top Cow and dares to answer the question, “What if The Warriors was made in 2010?”
All hail the con men and women that make the plot to Dragon Age: Deception both comedic and compelling.
For all of its captivating elements, it is the setting of Jook Joint that is its most scrumptious. Taking place in the backwoods swampland of what is likely the Louisiana Bayou, we get to spend time with characters criminally underrepresented in fiction. Jook Joint is referring to a whore-house that doubles as a feeding ground for man-eating monsters. I say “man-eating” both literally and metaphorically. Jook Joint is also a brand new book by Image Comics that is about women taking gory revenge on their systematic abuse and oppression by terrible men. It is horror at its most poignant.
Blackbird uses magic and sadness to tell the desperate story of a tragic earthquake survivor, and her cat.
Dead Rabbit is a love letter to the rough justice pioneered by the likes of Frank Miller in the late '80s and early '90s. It’s dark and wickedly violent. Like most of those heroes of yesteryear, we get to see bad guys putting down bad guys. It feels wrong. It feels cathartic. In a time when the world is just as scary as it’s ever been, one man taking the visceral weight of crime on his own shoulders certainly revs MY engine. Anyone likely unsatisfied with our current socio-economic climate will likely find a bloody home in Dead Rabbit.
Holy Beyoncé, this book uses the boot of social justice to kick the pants clean off of the patriarchy, and it looks great doing it.
If looking back at Tank Girl brings you even the slightest inkling of fond memories, then you would be remiss not to add The Legend of Tank Girl to your collection. This sprawling, beautifully organized book gathers three of Alan Martin and Brett Parson’s newer Tank Girl volumes into one big-daddy bonanza of comic book madness. The book is thick with content. The book is sexy with color. For the cost of two graphic novels, you will get three beefy, war-torn, fire-fueled, no-nonsense adventures, all featuring your favorite Australian apocalyptic hero goddess. Tank Girl lives, and she lives to cuss.
Fans of HBO’s Bored to Death and Starz’ Blunt Talk will be refreshed to awaken on September 12th to see their very own pre-ordered copies of The Alcoholic 10th Anniversary Expanded Edition sitting on their kindles. If you are not a fan of Jonathan Ames or simply don’t know who he is, then you have this in common with most people, and what a shame! Though his work has reached a mild level of pubic familiarity, it has never broken through to the mainstream audience it deserves. Sharp wit mixed with deep, existential anguish is the measly recipe you need to make The Alcoholic, a title Ames adorns boldly as he walks us through some of the more painful memories of his life.