Everyone, please read my review of Broken Fender before you read this. Trust me, OK? Done? Now you know how much I was looking forward to this one. I’m still going to get the other Broken Fender stuff he’s done, and I’ll still pick up anything else I see from him because I think that he has truly great things in him. The problem is that he didn’t come anywhere near reaching those great things with this one. For one thing, a book that’s over 100 pages should take you longer than 10 minutes to read, unless maybe you’re James Kochalka. I still like his loose drawing style, don’t get me wrong, and I know that the main character was tortured. It was just one of many things that didn’t ring all that true for me and, as always, who the hell am I anyway? What other problems did I have? Most of the major plot points didn’t seem genuine, or they seemed like cliches. I won’t say any more because I don’t want to ruin it for anybody who might like it. All I can do is reiterate that I was really looking forward to this and I was really disappointed. Make up your own minds. And buy Broken Fender, for the love of Christ, and wonder with me why this wasn’t as good as that.
