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A.D. After Death h/c


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A.D. After Death h/c back

Scott Snyder & Jeff Lemire

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Page 45 Review by Jonathan

"Look, Jonah, I'm just going to come out and say it. You know how bad it was when we all came up here. You might not remember, but you know, from your book, from just... facts.
"Forager went down, and then sent, what, one message back? One call? Then nothing.
"That's silence for six hundred years. It's a dead world, deadly to all life. So please, tell me you dropped your plans, will you? You let it go?"
"You'd tell me, though, right? If you heard something?"
"My god. Don't you get it? This was my gift to you, cycling through here. I did it so you don't have to. So you can move on. So you can burn that book of yours, or toss it down into the clouds and start a new life."

Jonah Cooke, former professional thief of highly unusual items, however, is not the sort of man to let it lie. No sir. He is adamant that beneath the ever-changing multi-coloured electrical cloud layer blanketing the Earth since death was eradicated, with only a few teensy-weensy side effects like eliminating most of the population and rendering anywhere under 20,000 feet completely uninhabitable, someone stills lives. He's heard them, just, over shortwave radio, or at least he thinks he has, and now he has his mind set on going down to see for himself. Actually, he has his mind set on a whole lot more than that, due to the guilt he feels at being partly responsible for the world's current situation... Did I mention he was a professional thief of highly unusual items? Some people just don't know when to stop…

I am very tempted to leave my summation of the plot there, actually, for one of the real pleasures of absorbing this vibrant mix of trademark, strong Lemire linework and sumptuous watercolour palette, sometimes as pure pages and panels of comics, sometimes illustrating the not inconsiderable chunks of Scott Snyder prose, is trying to work out, quite literally, what on Earth is going on? Or what is going on on Earth, but you get my drift. I doubt you will realise what is happening, until right at the end. I certainly didn't. In that sense, Jonah is in a very similar situation, working in the dark, or at least near total radio silence…

This is an exquisite combination of two of comics' current finest creators at the absolute zenith of their powers. Initially I started the first extended chunk of prose thinking "C'mon, I just want comics", but by the end of said passage of Snyder's preconceivedly-on-my-part purple prose I was so utterly engrossed by Jonah's pre-after death back story that I was reluctant for the focus to shift. Fans of his THE WAKE with Sean Murphy and (the finally very shortly returning) WYTCHES with Jock will already know what a gripping and talented speculative fiction / horror writer he is.

Similarly, and I don't know if it's because of the glossy paper, but Lemire's watercolours have never looked so lustrous and lively, the freakish atmospheric effects in particular are compellingly, hypnotically striking.

I think the closest either has done previously in terms of its rewarding complexity that would be a suitable comparison point are Lemire's TRILLIUM and Snyder's WYTCHES. This has even more of a mystery element to it, though, with some great little additional speculative fiction devices and conceits I haven't mentioned that just broaden the story out beautifully, deployed to great effect by Snyder, but it is precisely that obsessive desire to know the truth once and for all… that is going to test Jonah's sanity to breaking point...

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