Wednesday, 29 July 2015

It's Official

It's official, I sold a story! Wheelchair Seating for the Apocalypse is a short tale of horror about a disabled girl dealing with the end of the world. It has been published by Spinetingler Magazine.
When someone would ask me what I would do in case of zombies, my immediate answer had always been “Shoot myself in the head.” The fact I had never fired or even touched a gun never came into the equation.
Read the rest on SpineTinglerMag.com...

Triggers/Warnings:
Death, gore, ableism, language.

Friday, 3 July 2015

Book Review: Irredeemable by Mark Waid Vol. 1-10

Irredeemable, Vol. 1Irredeemable, Vol. 1 by Mark Waid
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This review is for the entire series, Vol. 1 - 10.
THERE WILL BE SPOILERS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED


It was amazing!
It was good...
...It was interesting...
I absolutely hated the ending.

The characters were mostly fully realized and some were really sympathetic. Others...not so much.
Some plot points or characters were brought in that had no impact and just sort of left or were killed off.
The art was good.
The colouring was amazing.

At first the story is really good at explaining the stress of being a superhero, the pressure, the ingrates, the expectations. And the trigger for Plutonian turning evil was really tragic and horrific. But as the story winds on, it gets kinda bloated and redundant and whiny.

And of COURSE the Plutonian's nemesis HAS to be gay and in love with him. Can't have any good guys be gay. Only villains.

The ending? The Plutonian is the inspiration for Superman. Not even kidding. There's something so...arrogant about that. It's the ultimate self-insert. Boy, aren't you clever, imposing your creation and your creativity on the grandfather of the thing you created.

Sit down.

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Sunday, 31 May 2015

Movie Review - Mad Max: Fury Road



Today is my father's birthday. He would be in his mid-to-late 60's. Growing up, he constantly watched Mad Max, though the only one I really remember was Beyond Thunderdome. (Fun fact: When I was a kid I thought the scene "Waaarriiooors, come out and plaa-aaay" was from Road Warrior and not, in fact, The Warriors) So, when I realized that Fury Road was coming out in May, I decided to plan to see it on this specific date.

Leading up to today, I re-acquainted myself with the trilogy. I enjoyed Road Warrior the most out of the three.

The last two action movies I saw were Age of Ultron and Jupiter Ascending and I cannot remember a single thing about the action scenes in either movie other than parts of the Hulkbuster fight.

The problem with movies lately is there's no sense of risk. You know the heroes are going to make it. So I'm finding myself less and less invested in action movies.

THERE WILL BE SPOILERS! CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK.

I will remember the "pole-cats" until the day I die.

This movie is a great piece of action cinema! Everything was creative, dangerous, and there were stakes. Lives and limbs were lost, people were stabbed, cut up, run over, rag-dolled, shot, exploded and even heroes fell. In glorious practical effects! Practical effects and non-shakey-cam, how I've missed you!

The soundtrack was fun, and utilized in a creative way. The sound design was great!

The interactions between characters were good. The female characters were well written, and the story embraced all sorts of women. Furiosa is amazing. Max was essentially a supporting character.

Now would be a good time to discuss something that's been on my mind for years now.

Mako Mori from Pacific Rim. Why was she held up to such a high feminist standard? The Mako Mori test states the following:

a) at least one female character; b) who gets her own narrative arc; c) that is not about supporting a man’s story.


Mako Mori fails her own test.
She only gets to do things because the main protagonist guy asks/orders it.
When she gets a test run of something she almost gets everyone killed until the protagonist guy talks her down.
And her choice to sacrifice herself for the good of humanity is taken away from her by protagonist guy forcefully sending her to safety.
How do people not see this?!

Can we just do away with the Mako Mori test and write the Furiosa Test instead?

For slight downsides, I felt everything felt a little too shiny and clean, but that's probably because of digital film. It could have used perhaps a little more humour. But on the other hand, electric guitar flamethrower. So there was that, and it was amazing.

A lot of people have said this is their favorite action movie of all time, or at least this decade. Not mine, that distinction still goes to Children of Men, Shoot 'em Up and Leon: The Professional, but of 2010 onward? Hell yes! It certainly knocked Dredd and Snowpiercer down a few pegs, but John Wick is still giving it a run for it's money.

Go see this movie! I implore you! This deserves your money. Far more than Suicide Squad will.

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Book Review: A is for Antichrist by Iain Rob Wright

A is for Antichrist (A-Z of Horror)A is for Antichrist by Iain Rob Wright
My rating: 3 of 5 stars


HAPPY BIRTHDAY…
A boy’s sixteenth birthday is a special occasion. It’s a time where he becomes a man. It’s a time that brings many changes.

But Isaac’s sixteenth birthday brings him more changes than most. He is not quite himself and suddenly his friends don’t seem so much like friends anymore. By the end of the party, Isaac will not just change from a boy into a man, but into something else entirely.
GROWING PAINS CAN BE HELL…


I downloaded this story for free from Amazon. My copy had editor corrections in it. I think Mr Wright uploaded the wrong ebook file.

This story starts with a sort of slow burn, with subtle hints as to what's going on. And at first I was having a lot of fun with it. I was smiling, I was amused, I was having a good time.

But then, the crap hits the fan and any sense of creepiness is dropped for a quick, violent ending.

We didn't get into Issac's head enough, for one. There was too much telling, not showing. In one moment a character is on fire and in the next, they're burned to a crisp and dead. No flailing, no trying to douse the fire, no smell of burning flesh and hair, no drama. Just "On fire" and then "Dead".

While it was fun for the first 3/4ths of the story, the characters were flat and interchangeable. I kept forgetting which character was which until I was given a description. It seems the author forgot about at least two of them through most of the story. I know I did.

When I started this review, I rated it three stars, but now that I've laid out all my problems with it, it's a 2 star.

This is the first of a series of shorts from A-Z. I don't think I'll be continuing this series.

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Monday, 30 March 2015

Book Review - Gun Machine by Warren Ellis

Gun MachineGun Machine by Warren Ellis
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Hold it! I was promised something truly disturbing, and aside from the police chatter which had some genuinely horrific stuff, the actual case was kind of ...meh.

I kept thinking back to Scars, by Warren Ellis, and that was a far more disturbing case. Instead, the case was kind of like something out of Criminal Minds, and predictable.

Having said that, I liked the characters, I liked how different lives intersected throughout the story and how everything was woven together. The writing was top notch, I just wanted even more of that trademark Warren Ellis grit.


I listened to this as an audiobook. The performance was good.

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Sunday, 22 February 2015

Book Review: Flesh Worn Stone by John A. Burks Jr.

Flesh Worn StoneFlesh Worn Stone by John A. Burks Jr.
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

The island is a playground of horror and the kidnapped are forced to participate in the Game, a modern-day rendition of the Coliseum of ancient Rome, where they must compete in acts of murder, rape, and self-mutilation for the amusement of an unseen wealthy elite. Contestants must survive the Game five times to earn their freedom from the island. Losers become the evening meal.

I should hate this book. I really, really should. What with a man sitting on a "thrown" and words missing, punctuation missing, names spelled wrong, shock for shock's sake, telling-not-showing and the misuse of the word "literally".

I can't hate or even get mad at this book. It was self-published and I got it for free, so nothing lost except for a little time and space on my Kindle. But I applaud Mr. Burks for coming up with something fairly original (No this is not a rip off of Hunger Games or Battle Royal.) Really, the books worst crime is the complacency that self publishing can lend a person. This book is in terrible need of an editor. If this book was this poorly edited and dull, then I would have been angry.

But, I kind of loved it. I was entertained, bad writing and all.

It's bad, the shock value (A character was kicked so hard and so many times her intestines were trampled on), the plot holes (They wear human skin but the human meat in the pot had skin on it), the predictable "twists", the one note characters, the none-too-bright protagonist, the necrophilia, the child death...but it was terrible the way the DooM novels are terrible. It was bad the way a bad horror movie is bad. It was all kind of...boyish. While I will not deny the best part of this book, by far, is the title and cover, I had to see how it ended.

Unfortunately the ending disappointed me greatly. We spend the last quarter of a book focusing on A Thing but in the end that Thing is not achieved because it could Never Be Achieved. It was a let down because it was poorly constructed, because of the telling-not-showing writing.

There are two more books in this series. Will I get the others?

I want to say no, but...

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Thursday, 5 February 2015

Book Review: N0S4A2 by Joe Hill

NOS4A2NOS4A2 by Joe Hill
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

3.5 Stars, but Goodreads will not allow for such a crazy thing.

For a while, I had a room mate. I mention her because she had an intense fear of Count Orlok from 1922's Nosferatu. When she first told me, I sort of snickered, I couldn't imagine anyone being afraid of that, even after she went on to explain how he was possibly designed as anti-semetic propaganda (Google it). She literally cannot even look at him.

But while Count Orlok is indeed an unsettling figure, he never scared me. That's the ultimate problem I had with this book.

Old Count Orlok looking dude with a "daffy, dim-witted" overbite, is not scary.

Christmas themed vampire car with a will of it's own is not scary.

Charles Talent Manx III is not scary.

Children and parents missing without a trace? That's scary.

Demonic ghost-children calling you from a phone only you can hear ringing? That's scary.

Man-child with anesthetic gas, wearing a gasmask, who's into necrophilia? That's scary.

But Manx was our main antagonist and he wasn't scary. No one seemed scared of him, not even the kids. Consequently, I didn't care about Manx. His henchman, Bing, was much, much scarier.

So, the premise is, much like The Maxx (Which, holy crap Mr. Gone to take Manx without even blinking.), everyone has their own inner world, or Inscape. Some people are 'fortunate' enough to have a key to reach into their Inscape. Manx has a old Rolls-Royce Wraith with the license plate N0S4A2 which takes him to Christmasland while Victoria, our protagonist, has a bridge that helps her find lost things. There are others, (Can we please have a story about The Walking Backwards Man Manx mentioned, Mr Hill?) but those two are the ones the story really focuses on.

There's usually a cost to using their totem.

The story takes place over a great length of time, we meet Vic as a young girl with her discovery of her bridge, as a troubled teenager, as an adult, and we see gradually how much the encounters with Inscapes and those who can access them drive her slowly mad.

And that was what I liked.

I really, really liked the human characters. I liked how Vic and Lou were flawed. Victoria no doubt went through a traumatic experience with Manx and I was far more invested in the human drama of coping, family, love, expectations, self-worth and sanity than this supernatural stuff. Vic and Lou felt real, or real enough. They were genuine. They loved each other, but in any other story, Lou, for example, would just be a dimwitted ugly fat bastard. But their love felt real and genuine and I just wanted more of that. To the point of whenever we got back to Manx I kind of just...groaned.

I also read the companion comic book mini-series The Wraith, which barely left an impression on me. I'm sorry, I don't care about Manx and 7 comic books about him aren't going to change that. I was far more interested in Millie and Lorrie than Manx and was happy to see them show up in the novel.

Do I recommend this book? I don't know. There are parts I really, really enjoyed and to it's credit it didn't go where I thought it would, with courageous heroic sacrifices or things like that, and Manx is certainly a unique sort of vampire, but Manx and Christmasland come across as silly. If you like stories about a strong woman coping with severe supernatural trauma, go for it, but if you want horror, you're probably better served looking for something else.

Mr. Hill, your father already wrote this book, and it was called Christine.

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Thursday, 8 January 2015

Book Review: The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero & Tom Bissell

The Disaster Artist: My Life Inside the Room, the Greatest Bad Movie Ever MadeThe Disaster Artist: My Life Inside the Room, the Greatest Bad Movie Ever Made by Greg Sestero
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

When I'm doing non-writey stuff at the computer, such as surfing or art stuff, I've fallen into the habit of listening to podcasts. Still, I tend to disregard audiobooks.

But I have to say, I can't imagine not listening to this novel. Sestero does a perfect Tommy Wiseau impression that to merely read the text really limits the full feel of The Disaster Artist.

I first heard about The Room from online reviewers. I think it was The Bunny Perspective, and I've only been able to sit through it with Rifftrax commentary. But I absolutely needed to read this book for myself.

After reading some reviews mentioning Sestero's Tommy impression, I knew I couldn't read it, I had to listen to it.

So, while doing things that did not require my brain to form words, I had my head firmly sandwiched in my earphones and carried my phone around in my pocket as it played the mp3.

This story of friendship and making one's dream come true is at once warm, creepy, melancholy, silly, welcoming and cringe-educing. The reader-listener will be constantly veering between schadenfreude, "Nope!" and groaning. Armchair psychology will also be hard to avoid as the layers of the intensely private Wiseau are slowly peeled away. Or are they?

One thing is, Wiseau's belief in his film was genuine. He honestly thought he was making a masterpiece, conventional moving-making and storytelling be damned! And his earnestness is charming.
Last night while almost finished the audiobook, I went back and re-watched The Room(Rifftrax), and knowing now the honest intention, and how hard Wiseau (and others) struggled during scenes made it an even more fascinating watch.

If you're a fan of The Room, of bad movies, or just in moving making in general, I strongly recommend you give this one a listen.




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Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Review: The Egg


The Egg
The Egg by Andy Weir

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



I'm not a huge student of philosophy so maybe this is really sophomoric stuff, but it put me in awe in a mere four pages. It blew my average, plebeian mind.



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Wednesday, 31 December 2014

2014: My Year of Multi-media

2014 in retrospect.

I'm going to break this down into subjects this year. Let's switch it up a bit. 2014 was the year of multimedia for me.

Life
This year we said goodbye to our cat Peter. He was a good cat. We had him for years. He was rescued as a kitten up in a cabin with his brother Batty. He was one of the most chill cats you could ever know.

Crash on the left, Peter on the right.


Writing
In early to mid 2014 I started to re-write my first novel, Project C. I finished the novel in 2009 or so, subbed it to many places, got numerous rejections, trunked it and worked on new stories. Since 2009, I feel that I have grown as a writer, but the story was still viable. So in 2014 I picked it back up again. I got aggravated, dropped it again, then was encouraged to re-plot the bastard. I was also taught a hard lesson about letting characters and stories evolve thanks to the finale of How I Met Your Mother. So that was the majority of 2014`s writing.

Over the last 3 days I plugged ahead and wrote about 10k of stuff for this novel.

2015 is dedicated to finally finishing PROJECT C 2014 and making it the best it's ever been.

I wrote a short story I am quite proud of. More on that later, in 2015.

I shoved Re-Invention through the submission game again, but with no bites.

I'm tentatively plotting a short story collection. I just have to write it first.

I poked at ELVEN LACRYMENT.

Maybe I'll consider self-publishing something come new year.

Reading
This year I read The Death of Bunny Munro after years of wanting to read it. I adored it, but felt a little bad about it. I delved into new comic series with Alex + Ada and the Alice Cooper comics. I revisited Warren Ellis with Scars and Lazarus Churchyard, and gave Grant Morrison another chance with The Pro and Multiversity: Pax Americana.

I read critically acclaimed books A Fault in Our Stars and Gone Girl and thought little of them. I read self-published books about the triumph of the human soul in the face of diversity with Ghost No More and Daniel Wallock's short stories.
Music
I'm not a modern music person. I don't listen to the radio. The only albums of 2014 I cared about were Weird Al's Mandatory Fun and Rishloo's Living as Ghosts With Buildings As Teeth. South Park brought out my favorite song of 2014 with "Push". Yes, really.

However, this year I also had Nick Cave stand yards away from me and sing Push the Sky Away. It was one of the best moments of my life.

Movies

Short version: Best movie of the year for me is The Lego Movie tied with Guardians of the Galaxy. Worst movie is No Good Deed.

I went to see two music documentaries in theatre. Super Duper Alice Cooper and Nick Cave's 20,000 Days on Earth. I saw movie versions of books I had read (Gone Girl, The Giver), I dropped movie versions of books I read (The Fault in our Stars). 

I decide to follow an anthro raccoon for 2 hours with zero regret. I left Godzilla in my living room to get a drink. The Lego Movie is AWESOME!
 

Tusk had me, then lost me, but yay for practical effects. 

Hyper-stylized sequels like 300: Rise of an Empire and Sin City: A Dame to Kill For didn't live up to their predecessors, but X-Men: Days of Future Past was probably the best X-Men movie we've had yet. How to Train your Dragon 2 is probably my favourite sequel of the year.

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes was good, but I liked the first one better.

Snowpiercer was a breath of fresh air. 

Knights of Badassdom made me snicker at times and I appreciated the practical effects. 

Gimme Shelter felt like it had huge chunks missing in the middle. Friendships grew waaaayy too fast in that story.

Jodorowsky's Dune was a great look at the process of making a movie and cultivating creativity.

The Sacrement had too much telling, not enough showing. WHY are these things creepy? They're praying? Why do you find that creepy, camera men? Why am I suppose to find it creepy? 

Open Windows was a fun thriller, with cool visuals.
  
The Good Lie was both harsh and funny. Well balanced and real good.

Book of Life was visually sumptuous but was way too reliant on pop-culture. But so pretty!

Big Hero 6 was great. It had so much heart. It could have just been Hiro and Baymax and I would have been fine. I didn't find his buddies particularly...nessisarry.

Stage Fright was cute, but the music was not memorable and the ending rather predictable.

Angelina Jolie and the costume design were the best things about Maleficent.

Live Die Repeat Edge of Tomorrow was a solid action movie. But I found myself wishing Eva Green was cast instead of Emily Blunt.

I liked the live action version of Kite and felt like a traitor to the anime. It shouldn't have worked, but it DID!

Cheap Thrills...I don't remember how that ended. I think I was multitasking when I watched that. Also I constantly get it mixed up with 13 Sins, which is basically the same premise.

The Muppets Most Wanted was fun! I like fun!

No Good Deed was probably the worst movie I saw in 2014. But, then again, I couldn't sit through The Purge: Anarchy because I was so bored.

Video Games
I got my gaming laptop and got lost in Mordor, Tamriel and Lodaeron. I started my Jedi training, I fought to claim the Stick of Truth, I defended House Forrester,  drowned hysterical sims, and I dodged and distracted zombies.



I also play tested a couple of games in their beta state. I'm not allowed to say which ones, or who for, but the games are available for purchase to the public. It was a really fun experience and I'd do it again if the chance arises.


I miss Mass Effect.


This is the first year that my niece and I don't have a Batman game to mainline over the break. It feels weird. Our tradition has been broken.

Art
I did 4 arts. Three of them were fanart, one was a manipulation for a friend, one was template-based. I totally called it. I knew 2014 would be a bad year for art. But I already have art to make in 2015 so things are looking up.

So, here's to a great 2015.

Monday, 24 November 2014

Book Review: Ghost No More by Ceecee James

Ghost No More: A MemoirGhost No More: A Memoir by CeeCee James
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I would have given it 3.5 stars if Goodreads would allow such a thing.

It's difficult to write about these kind of books because who am I to judge someone's pain or adversity?

I liked this. It's a million times better than A Child Called "It" because things actually make sense, seem to have a coherent timeline and the things poor Ceecee endured are, sadly, believable. In this story, there are no pregnant women making chlorine gas or child-stabbings.

But like A Child Called "It", I have one similar critique: why was the mother like this? She had health issues and I am curious as to what those were. But unlike A Child Called "It", there are hints of what Ceecee's mother had gone through to make her the woman she turned out to be; Health, abuse, molestation, and possibly mental issues. I don't want to presume though, it's not my place.

I think this would be a good read for anyone trying to work through their own abusive past.

I'm glad Ceecee found happiness and peace and I wish her all the best.

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Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Review: Right-Hearted: Finding What's Right With a Wrong-Sided Heart by Daniel Wallock

Right-Hearted: Finding What's Right With a Wrong-Sided HeartRight-Hearted: Finding What's Right With a Wrong-Sided Heart by Daniel Wallock
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is more like it.

Previously I had reviewed Daniel Wallock's short story Breathe: A Very Short Story and I didn't care for it. I ended the review hoping that this would be a better story.

Thankfully, it was.

The quality of the writing was much improved over Breathe, and there was an actual story here, not just a connect-the-dots of events.

It wasn't mind-blowing or anything, and many things were hinted at, vague, or just dropped. I still have so many unanswered questions. Daniel alludes to fleeting, but abusive romances in his past and I felt there was probably a goldmine of wonderful stories there. I'm not trying to go for the salacious details, but maybe the trial-by-fire would make the reader appreciate his time with the young lady in this book a bit more.

Also, for all his health problems, they're never really focused on. Again, I don't want the grimy dirt of human suffering, but it's more impressive that he play sports like a bad-ass when we actually get to read about his many near-death experiences.

I hope all this is coming out in a actual autobiography some day because I would be very interested to truly get to know Daniel, and not just what he picks and chooses what to tell us.

Daniel wants his stories, all of which are free, to be downloaded 100,000 times. Help make it happen for him. It costs nothing and you'd be helping a young man's dream come true.

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Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Review: Breathe: A Very Short Story


Breathe: A Very Short Story
Breathe: A Very Short Story by Daniel Wallock

My rating: 1 of 5 stars



As you probably have all heard, I am a chronically ill little letter of the alphabet. I was born with (Among other things) Tetralogy of Fallot, which basically means there was a hole in two of the chambers in my heart and the oxidized blood with mixing with the un-oxidized blood. When I was 14 months old, I had several heart surgeries to correct it.

When I heard about Daniel Wallock's goal to give away 100,000 copies of his e-books, out of both a sense of congenital camaraderie and "yay, free books!" I hunted them down.

I read Breathe because it was short. Unfortunately it's not very good. The writing is clunky, and the story is predictable. I knew it was autobiographical but by the end of the first sentence I thought to myself "The last line is going to be And I was that boy... isn't it?"

The wording is repetitious and there's no empathy because everything is glossed over.

Everyone's afraid for him because he's slow and sickly but...they don't realize he's skipping school? Do they not know where he is?

When he wakes from surgery he's covered in blood. That's...not usually how that works. You'd think the doctors would try to practice a little more decorum, especially for a terrified 13 year old boy.

Then his parents sent him away. Where?

I know I sound harsh, and I'm sorry. I'm glad Daniel Wallock made it and is following his dream and I sincerely wish him all the best. I really, really do. But this is how I feel.

However, I downloaded all of his books and I will likely read all of them, with hope that they get better. From what little I skimmed of Right-Hearted Finding What's Right With a Wrong-Sided Heart, they do.



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Sunday, 19 October 2014

Review: Gone Girl


Gone Girl
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

My rating: 2 of 5 stars



This review will not be entertaining.

While the writing was good and I stuck it out because I genuinely wanted to know what happened, I didn't like this book.

The characters, even when trying to be likable, were very unlikable. To the point I only liked the lawyer, and tolerated the sister.

There were too many twists, just for the sake of having twists, and I just got tired and mad.



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Saturday, 13 September 2014

Review: Warren Ellis Double Feature




 ScarsScars by Warren Ellis
My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Last night I went on a bit of a Warren Ellis adventure. I watched his documentary Captured Ghosts which delved into his childhood, skirted into his teen years in which he was barely conscious, then talks about his career as a writer and patron saint of the Internet. It would make a good double feature with the Harlan Ellison doc, Dreams With Sharp Teeth.

I'm more generous about calling myself a fan of a writer versus a fan of an actor or director, artist or musician because I can gobble up an album in 20-30 minutes, I can watch a movie in 90, I can watch two in about three hours. It's quicker for me to judge multiple portions of works of art or film of music than it is for comics or novels. If I like one book out of 12 written by someone, I call myself a fan until proven otherwise.

All I've ever read of Warren Ellis' work was Transmetropolitan and I adore it, so I call myself a fan. I've never read The Authority or StormWatch or anything else, but I do follow his Twitter and blog and I have several of his works on my To Read list.

Then, the documentary brought up Scars and I hunted it down.

Scars is a well constructed, tightly contained story about a cop hunting down a child murderer. It's a case of true horror, gruesome and terrible but unlike the shock-for-shock's-sake mess that is Garth Ennis' CROSSED or The Walking Dead, it's the realism that makes it terrifying. Sick bastards like this exist, will always exist and we never know who or where until it's far, far too late.



The rest of this will contain spoilers. You've been warned!




I think what I liked the most is that the story is so very contained and nothing is over-explained. We're left to assume that the drive by that left Cain a broken man was due to him being a detective, but it's never spelled out for us. We're not sure if Cain was the intended target, or if the person caught in the path of the bullet was.

The ending is left up to interpretation, though in my opinion it's quite obvious that Cain's partner shot him, otherwise we would have gone through the fallout.

I wish it was longer than six issues, I feel some things happened too fast and Cain could and should have fallen even farther. But over-all, a very good story that I recommend, if you have the stomach for it.

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