It’s great when you pick up a new title on the off chance and before you know it, the issue is done and you’re left with nothing but a ‘…to be continued’ and a desire for more. Dead Letters did that for me.
Setting the stage for a series is always hard, with the balance between too much and too little exposition a narrow path to tread but it’s a line well managed here as the bulk of the issue is full of action, punctuated by our protagonist Sam’s confused internal monologue before we get some answers towards the end of the issue.
Basically, Sam wakes up in a seedy motel room with no memory of who he is or how he got there. He receives a phone call telling him to run, people chase him and events proceed from there. No more spoilers, I wouldn’t want to ruin the trip.
The artwork is awesome, standing halfway between 100 Bullets and Hellboy with choppy figures, lots of shadow and a vivid use of colour, especially in the cover pieces.
Dead Letters has me hooked, with a twisted take on some classic archetypes that should appeal to all sorts.
The writer of this piece was: Chris Napier
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