Page 45 Comic & Graphic Novel Reviews May 2019 week three

Featuring Mac Barnett, Jon Klassen, Mark Millar, Olivier Coipel, Dave Stewart, Joakim Drescher, Brian Michael Bendis, Michael Gaydos, Robert Venditti, Kevin Maurer, Andrea Mutti, Sam Humphries, Jen Bartel, Posy Simmonds

Magic Order vol 1 (£17-99, Image) by Mark Millar & Olivier Coipel with Dave Stewart.

“How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is to have a thankless child.”

 – William Shakespeare, ‘King Lear’

Poor Cordelia, side-lined by her father for failing to flatter him!

Or, in this Cordelia’s case, for being so contrary that she cannot be trusted, so unreliable that she fails to make family funerals (and then turns up plastered) and is a catastrophic liability when it comes to being hired as a magician for children’s birthday parties. It’s come to my attention recently that parents are now expected to hang around and make small talk with each other during their sproglets’ celebrations: in our day parents considered it a few hours free babysitting and buggered off to enjoy their brief break of freedom.

Far from enjoying a brief break of freedom following her most recent engagement, chic but worse-for-wear Cordelia finds herself sitting in the back of a police car in handcuffs.

 

 

“What kind of a person gets arrested at a five-year-old’s birthday party?”
“The magician, obviously.”
“How the hell does that even happen? You’re supposed to be in there making balloon animals and shit.”
“Well, I guess it all took a turn for the worse when the mother caught me fucking her husband in the kitchen. She threw a punch. I hit her back. Next thing you know, we’re wrestling on a bouncy castle and some kid’s having an asthma attack.”

She pauses, easing her back leather jacket back off her shoulders, eyes staring wearily into space.

“I think the moral of this story is never pour vodka on your breakfast cereal when you run out of milk.”

 

 

One of the cops reads Cordelia’s business card.

““Children’s Entertainer. Stage Magician. Professional Escapologist.” “Is escapology even a thing?”
“Take a look in your rearview mirror.”

Cordelia’s gone, leaving only the handcuffs.

 

 

Deliciously drawn by Olivier Coipel and coloured by Dave Stewart with relish, this is meticulously constructed for maximum hindsight-satisfaction after the three successive whiplash revelations / reversals in the final two acts. It’s by far the finest thing that Mark Millar’s written since JUPITER’S LEGACY VOL 1, JUPITER’S CIRCLE VOL 1, JUPITER’S CIRCLE VOL 2, JUPITER’S LEGACY VOL 2 (suggested reading order, otherwise the last one will leave you utterly baffled as to one man’s motivation and its emotional core), and it’s infinitely more accessible for you can file this self-contained graphic novel under 16+, horror, comedy, fantasy and yet another good old family feud. That’s what King Lear’s all about too.

For King Lear, I give you the patriarch Leonard, performing stunts live every night to a packed-out theatre and basking in his audience’s adulation. He’s father to Cordelia, Regan and Gabriel, the last of whom has left the family business after losing his daughter to said family business. The family business in question is magic; specifically saving an unsuspecting global population from the darker forces at large without them ever being aware of The Magic Order’s efforts or indeed existence. They’ve done it for generations, consulting each other from their castle base which has been hidden inside a painting since a security breach in 1986. Now it cannot be accessed except through formal invitation. Its permanent resident is dear Uncle Edgar, who’s seen better days and no longer allowed out to play. Let me be plain: he is forbidden from leaving the castle.

 

 

The feud in question stems from the slight of Leonard inheriting the family business from his Uncle Conrad instead of Conrad’s own daughter, Madame Albany, another thankless child deemed untrustworthy who has since taken it upon herself to dress in flowing, funereal black and a black rubber gimp mask. With the head-of-house mantle also came The Orichalcum, a book containing the darkest spells of Old Atlantis, bequeathed to Leonard only on the strict condition that he never open it. It is housed securely in the castle’s library.

Albany only wants that which she deems to be hers, and to prove her father wrong in failing to trust in her honourable intentions.

 

 

To that end she has acquired the assistance of The Venetian, a porcelain-masked assassin otherwise bearing a striking resemblance to Guy Davis’s Vol de Galle from THE MARQUIS, only with a wand instead of sabre and pistols.

I can assure you that the wand is catastrophically more effective: within the first four pages The Venetian has dispatched the first of the family’s inner circle by possessing his infant son, who climbs stealthily up over the contented couple’s post-coital sheets like a vampire bat, before thrusting a kitchen knife up through his father’s throat. There’s barely time for a graveside post-mortem squabble before the rest of the family start falling like flies.

This is important: they’ve no time to rally. There’ll be nothing new that they can bring to the table with which to defend themselves, only their resolve and character.

As to The Venetian’s disposition, one of his assaults involves jamming the doors of a taxi then flooding it from the inside with a wave of his wand and the customary car-command when once there were petrol pump attendants of:

“Fill ‘er up.”

 

 

Now, the thing about magic is that there must be rules.

Without rules it’s just nebulous, free-form hocus pocus with no room for tension.

Mark Millar establishes all the rules very early on and – like any great conjuror – he does so while distracting you so that you don’t even notice. When everything’s played out so satisfyingly, however, and you look back in retrospect, they’ve all been hidden in plain sight, I promise!

 

 

Equally distracting is all the art.

You may know Olivier Coipel from his distinctly Norse eyebrows in J. Michael Straczynksi’s THOR VOL 1 (or as I call it “Loki be a lady tonight”), Marvel’s HOUSE OF M and CIVIL WAR II. If so you’ll know that his forms are bold and his fashion sense exquisite. Even Gabriel’s affectation-free dismissal of all but the most comfortable clothes works, for it places him resolutely in the world of quotidian life, vowing never to return to that which killed his daughter in order to protect his mentally vulnerable wife. When his daughter appears in flashbacks, it will floor you.

Yet Dave Stewart has here switched to a far softer style, colouring over Coipel’s precise lines in order to render them not just moody but far more ethereal, which is perfect for when the physical realms start shifting subtly and very, very dangerously. Particularly striking are Madame Albany’s eyes – cold black dots on ice-white, glassy balls – and The Black Kingdom Castle (“It’s rumoured to be accessed through a crack in an asylum wall. Others say it sits in the shadow of a former church.”), rising brutally from sharply spiked, Stygian grey mists like a multiple-towered, ebony stake through easily giving flesh.

 

 

Meanwhile, back to Cordelia, who’s been an escape artist, practically speaking, since very soon after conception.

“I don’t know why I’m less reliable that the others. Maybe it’s because Mom got tired of Dad’s infidelities and left him for a regular Joe who didn’t know her past. Maybe it’s because Dad tried to abort me. But I’ve made bad choices my entire life, and I doubt that’s going to change any time soon.
“So I drink too much, fuck the wrong guys, and try to gain my father’s approval by doing the same job he does. My friends say I’m needy and they’re probably right. Should I really give a fuck what my father thinks, when I’m standing on the cusp of turning thirty in September?”

We pull back on the next page to reveal whom she’s addressing, shell-shocked, under banners and balloons.

“Anyways, I hope you kids had a lovely party.”

Like FROM HELL, this isn’t a whodunit, it’s a whydunit.

But, unlike FROM HELL, please don’t think you know any of the answers yet.

SLH

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Pearl vol 1 s/c (£14-99, DC) by Brian Michael Bendis & Michael Gaydos…

“No orientals. Have I ever told you that? This was one of those streets. Not anymore.
“Pearl. Not to worry… I already figured it out.
“Steady hand with the tattoo needle. Steady hand with a gun.
“Steady.
“All these years, no one ever connected the two professions…”
“Mr Miike. I was just there.”
“Just ‘one of those things.’”
“Exactly.”
“The thing is… things like that become bigger things.
“Do not worry. I am not giving you to the other clan.
“Come with me.”

Well, I guess being an incredibly talented tattoo artist and ‘accidental assassin’ isn’t the most preposterous employment overlap.  I mean, I’m a comics retailer and a ninja on the quiet… Though I only sling shuriken when people don’t pick up their standing orders…

Anyway… Pearl’s hidden skills are revealed when she saves the life of a fellow tattooist at a food cart from an Uzi-wielding motorcyclist, by popping the biker straight in the head with a pistol given to her for protection by her dad, who is currently doing a long stretch in prison.

Certainly Mr Miike, the local Yakuza boss sees Pearl’s sharp shooting as grounds for  involuntary advancement within the ‘business’ and promptly hands her a list of people to take care of. You know, permanently.

Unfortunately top of the docket is one Rick Araki, the name of tattooist she’s just earned an undying debt of gratitude from for not letting him be ventilated good and proper. Oh and she quite fancies him too…

This is going to get complicated isn’t it?

Of course it is, for this is Bendis back on top crime-related form, paired up with his Jessica Jones co-creating crony Michael ALIAS Gaydos! So before too long you’ll be wondering just how naive Pearl really is, precisely what it is her banged-up dad is actually protecting her from, and be in absolutely no doubt whatsoever how fucking annoying her best mate Kim is.

The hidden games that seemingly everyone is playing soon start to be revealed, much like Pearl’s tattoos that only appear all over her albino white skin when she becomes flushed, merely one of many exquisite artistic flourishes from Gaydos.

Pearl also has another tattoo, a very visible spider on her wrist inked by a near-mythical master named Iriguci, which is actually responsible for kicking off all her current woes. I suspect we may eventually find out more about that spectacular arachnid specimen, the precise circumstances of how she came by it and indeed the mysterious Iriguci himself…

It’s an intriguing, action-packed opener from two talents operating at peak efficiency. I found the story from Bendis more than sufficiently complex in comparison to his recent DC capes output, which I have to say, really feels like it has to still get going for me. But if he keeps producing works like this and the mildly comedic COVER in conjunction with David Mack, about a comics artist who gets recruited as a spy, though, then I won’t really care.

Gaydos, meanwhile, is just on top absolute top form here. The backgrounds, patterned panel layouts, full page spreads, you name it, I could wax lyrical about so much, but I will let the interior art I have selected speak for itself. I’m not sure I could do it just anyway.

It isn’t often I will just flick through a book again after reading it to absorb matters on an entirely purely artistic level, but I did so for a good twenty minutes on finishing this. Absolutely masterful and entirely faultless. Gaydos would probably make an exceptional tattooist. I’d certainly trust him to ink me based on this work. I’d probably not offer to get myself into a life and death situation and hand him a pistol to save the day mind.

Crazy thought that, though… The next thing, you’ll be telling me a comics artist would make a great spy too… what glorious lunatic would come up with a crazy concept like th… Ah!

JR

Buy Pearl vol 1 s/c and read the Page 45 review here

 

Circle h/c (£12-99, Walker Books) by Mac Barnett & Jon Klassen.

The third in what I call Mac Barnett and Jon Klassen’s ‘Iconic Shape Trilogy’ (my favourite by far being SQUARE), this comes with a question right at the end which I believe you’ll find very, very hard to answer. Our Jonathan was understandably a little sceptical – as you may well be yourself – until I showed it to him.

He thought for a moment, then grinned and chuckled.

And that to me is the genius of this one. Not necessarily that it brought a smile to Jonathan’s face, though that’s always a bonus, but that… well, I do believe I’ve got in covered it my very first sentence.

 

 

 

So much so that I send you instead to Page 45’s Jon Klassen Section for lengthier reviews dealing with why we think that he and Mac Barnett are so ridiculously clever, why I believe some of their all-ages picture books are also comics, and how much mileage Jon Klassen gets out of almost static images which emphasise the intelligence behind the eyes, as well as their telling movement.

There will be more eyes here than you might suspect.

 

 

Aren’t the waterfall’s colours and cool, refreshing spray delicious?

It’s probably time to head straight to the Market Square water feature and soak yourselves silly.

SLH

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Blackbird vol 1 s/c (£14-99, Image) by Sam Humphries & Jen Bartel…

“When everyone told you magic wasn’t real, you gave up.”
“No, I did not!”
“When your mom died, you bounced back real easy.”
“NO! IT WAS THE WORST!”
“You only made it with the help of your family. And even then… you failed.”
“No, I didn’t have any help. Dad went crazy and Marisa moved out! I had to do it all on my own!
“I didn’t fail. I graduated high school. I held down jobs. I moved out of that house!
“No! I am done feeling bad for all the shit they put on me! I found the cabals and I found Mom!
“I didn’t fail. I didn’t fuck up. I’M STILL HERE!
“Standing in an open grave…”

That’s her cat giving Nina a hard time, by the way. Except her cat isn’t… well… I’m grappling with a huge spoiler that would make a superb gag here… But then maybe her cat is gagged… Let’s just leave it at that, shall we…

 

 

Except her cat isn’t just a cat. Obviously. I will give you that. Let me let the publisher muddy matters further…

“Magic is like water. Your heart is like a fountain.

Nina Rodriguez knows there’s a hidden magical world run by ruthless cabals hiding in Los Angeles. And when a giant magic beast kidnaps her sister, Nina must confront her past and her demons to get her sister back and reclaim her life.”

 

 

So this is a magical quest / voyage of self-discovery yarn then with elements of humour, horror and plenty of sexy sassiness?

 

 

And a talking cat? Yes, most definitely. Penned by Marvel and DC stalwart Sam Humphries this will most definitely appeal to fans of THE WICKED + THE DIVINE, not only in terms of storytelling but also artistically with Jen Bartel’s clear, colourful and dare I say it slightly cute art.

 

 

Of course it’s far too early to tell whether this can hits the heady heights of Kieron and Jamie’s masterpiece, but certainly Sam has sewn enough intrigue and created enough dramatic tension, including plenty of the familial variety, to lure me in.

 

 

I have certainly already concluded that absolutely no one is to be trusted, not least Nina with her penchant for self-destructive behaviour.

Expect bad decisions and worse consequences.

JR

Buy Blackbird vol 1 s/c and read the Page 45 review here

Motel Universe h/c (£19-99, Secret Acres) by Joakim Drescher…

“PSST! HEY THERE, PSST! YEA YOU!”
“What’s that sensational smell?”
“Oh gee, it’s my lucky day.”
“RITE U LITTLE DWEEBS. LET’S ROCK AND ROLL!”

It really isn’t the little dweebs’ lucky day. Far from it. I can’t say I’d want to check into Motel Universe and here is the publisher’s promotion to tell us precisely why…

“Check in to Motel Universe, a dystopian, casino galaxy of tasteless hedonism! On a macabre jungle planet, the Skins, a slave race, are hunted for their precious hides by tycoon dictator, Barton Flump.

 

 

Join the Skins as they run for their lives, but when there’s nowhere left to run, it might just be time for a little revolution!”

 

 

Haha, Barton Flump, now I wonder which ‘tycoon dictator’ that is meant to be…? Actually, Donald Trump should wish he looked as good as Barton Flump!

Given the first impression of this work is all-out, full-on sensory assault with the spectacularly, crazily coloured delightfully, deliberately crude* artwork blitzing one’s brain right from the off it took me more than a few pages to appreciate just how good a storyteller Joakim Drescher is too.

I think a very good point of general comparison would be Theo UNDERSTANDING MONSTER Ellsworth, though Joakim’s colour palette is more retina searing.

 

 

* I feel I very strenuously need to make the point that I am using the word crude in an entirely positive sense here. You might think you could draw like this, but trust me, you can’t. Unless you are actually a good artist, I guess, which I’m certainly not. But I still can’t draw like this. It reminds me of an anecdote recounted by the Arch-Drude Julian Cope in his book ‘Krautrocksampler’ concerning the legendary Can drummer Jaki Liebezeit. In fact, you know what, here is the quote in full…

“Jaki Liebezeit had been playing free-jazz in Spain for five years. But recently, he had had a moment of immense life-changing clarity at a show he’d played. Leibezeit had been touched and changed by the words of, what he called, “some kind of freak.” The “freak” had slagged Leibezeit for playing free-jazz, and said: “Why do you play that shit? You must play monotonously.” Those words stayed with him forever. Jaki Leibezeit had never heard the word ‘monotonously’ used in a positive way before, and the pealing bells of truth shot through him. Leibezeit changed his drum style immediately.”

The moral of the story being when you pick up a comic and see an art style that you don’t get or indeed perhaps even like, don’t put it down. For, if you persist, perhaps your mind will be blown and you too might even have “a moment of immense life-changing clarity”. Comics can do that too, you know! On the other hand, you might just think it’s a crock of shit. As I always say, life would be very boring if we all liked the same things. I personally like this a lot, though.

JR

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Six Days: The Incredible True Story Of D-Day’s Lost Chapter h/c (£22-99, DC) by Robert Venditti, Kevin Maurer & Andrea Mutti…

“Sarge… this can’t be our drop zone.”
“It ain’t, Travers. Maps showed no marsh north of Amfreville.”
“So why’d we jump?”
“Light goes green, we jump. Wasn’t just us. Birds were dropping troopers all over.”

Ahhh… the things the Royal Mail go through to deliver the Page 45 mail order to your doors…

Not as much as the U.S. 82nd Airborne Division, though! Here are the dispatches from Vertigo HQ to inform us just how this seeming footnote of the burgeoning fight-back against the Nazis went full-on FUBAR before it even got started…

“June 1944. World War II. D-Day. One hundred eighty two members of the U.S. 82nd Airborne Division parachute into the French countryside-a full 18 miles southeast of their intended target.

This original graphic novel from DC Vertigo is the true story of an obscure World War II battle that took place in the small village of Graignes, France, for six days and the men who survived to tell the tale. In the worst misdrop of the D-Day campaign, a group of soldiers are rattled to the core to find themselves even deeper behind enemy lines than anyone had intended.

Miraculously, the citizens of Graignes vote to feed and shelter the soldiers, knowing that the decision will bring them terrible punishment if their efforts are discovered by the Germans.

That day of reckoning comes faster than anyone could expect. As a small German militia passes through, the world’s war comes to their remote town in the countryside, and for the next six days, the small band of American paratroopers and French citizens must fight for their lives to hold back 2,000 enemy combatants.

Six Days is a true story of survival, loyalty, the brutality of war, and a triumph of the human spirit so rarely brought to the comics form. Writers Kevin Maurer (the #1 New York Times bestseller No Easy Day: The Firsthand Account of the Mission That Killed Osama Bin Laden) and Robert Venditti (GREEN LANTERN)- whose uncle fought in the Battle of Graignes and is a key character in the tale – completed comprehensive archival research in preparation for this unbelievable untold story of World War II.”

That was a pretty comprehensive blurb too! Nearly took six days to read! Okay, so the key word there is probably obscure. I have to say, and I know more than a reasonable amount about WWII, that I was completely unaware of this particular encounter. The final paragraph revealing the fact that Robert Venditti’s uncle was involved therefore gives us the reason why this particular previously unchronicled incident was picked. Nothing wrong with that, of course, but I can’t personally say I found this particular encounter overly remarkable in comparison to what was going off across France immediately after D-Day. Still, it is extremely important to honour all the individual sacrifices that were made during those dark times and thankfully Robert Venditti helps ensure we can do that for his Uncle and his comrades.

Venditti and Maurer do an excellent job surmising a credible timeline from the paucity of information available and creating entirely believable period dialogue, both between the Americans and also the French locals, even introducing a little proto-romantic side-plot and a very touching and satisfying extended emotional epilogue.

Andrea INFINITE DARK / ROME WEST / REBELS / PORT OF EARTH Mutti throws us right into the military mixer with his trademark grit. As the Germans start their inevitable assault, the tension is palpable. We know the Americans are going to get forced out of the town due to the overwhelming odds they were facing and history records the Germans weren’t too kind to the villagers for their assistance, but still, the action is recounted with a level of drama that ensures you feel as engaged as if the mortars were actually raining down on your reading position. If you need some assistance to simulate this, you could always get a chum to hide behind your sofa and lob biscuits at you. No full cups of tea, though, that would just be cruel, and besides napalm wasn’t deployed in this particular battle.

JR

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Literary Life: Revisited h/c (£18-99, Jonathan Cape) by Posy Simmonds.

Dear, dear Posy Simmonds! Such a classy lady and such a class act: literate, erudite, eloquent, posh and not above putting the word ‘penis’ on the cover.

Thanks!

From the creator of the long-form graphic novels CASANDRA DARKE, TAMARA DREWE and GEMMA BOVERY plus the MRS WEBER’S OMNIBUS of exceptionally well observed 1980s, socially satirical one-page comic-strip wonders (all of which Paul Gravett covers in POSY SIMMONDS: THE ILLUSTRATORS SERIES) comes a new edition of the 2003 publication with 40 new cartoons and comic strips.

Clipped from the Guardian Review section, these are also one-page comics or cartoons both celebrating and satirising the world of book publishing: writers, readers, book shops and publishers all come under her all-seeing eye as she arches her eyebrow ever so playfully at authors’ egos and their dustjacket photographs, launch parties, creative challenges, publishing peccadilloes, inane and sometimes insane questions during festival panels, and the good-old, in-store author appearances to sign or read extracts.

 

 

There arise matters of expectations, promotional activities and attendances. I’ve a cracking collection of recollections called ‘Mortification’, dripping with tears wept by those invited to make such public appearances only to find themselves humiliated by the lack of turn-out, often on account of zero publicity on the part of the store managers or festival organisers. I personally know of a couple owning a comic shop twenty-five years ago who invited a comicbook creator whose regular readership there numbered precisely three. Nor were they expecting to increase that audience: the couple simply wanted to meet him.

The interior art I’ve found for you isn’t of the highest quality, I’m afraid, and lacks the soft, pale indigo tones of this edition, nor does it adequately reflect Simmonds’ fine, flowing lines. She does ‘chic’ oh so well. I’ve always marvelled at her ability to present so much on the page whilst maintaining a harmonious composition full of space.

 

 

One of my favourite pieces is called ‘Rustic Block’ in which an author sits at her laptop in a warm, cosy, countryside kitchen complete with AGA stove, hanging straw baskets and bunches of dried flowers. Through her rain-lashed window we can see sheep.

“9.05am  Chapter one: It was raining. The sheep were
“9.20am  It was raining. The sheep were in the field.
“10.15am  It was pouring. The sheep languished in the field. The gutters dripped. The clock ticked.”

Already weary when she started, our author is approaching exhausted. Her ashtray is beginning to overflow.

“10.50am  Hannah yawned, “Wish I’d never moved to the country. You feel positively catatonic. You can’t think of any
“11.45am  “Christ,” snarled Hannah. “Wish I’d never moved to effing, sodding Suffolk. Had a brain once. In Kentish Town I used to
“12.30am  Suddenly one of the Jacob ewes ran amok, stabbing, slashing and gouging a bloody path as it”

The trace of a smile appears on her lips.

‘Ask Doctor Derek’ is a fabulous conceit of great lateral thinking: a series starring a man and his stethoscope imparting words of reassuring wisdom to troubled writers who visit his surgery as they might a priest in a confessional.

 

 

Visually there are elements of ‘60s romance comics, especially the dark, feathery, female eyelashes, long blonde hair and utter innocence. Naturally matters of maternity and paternity arise:

“Doctor, is it too soon to try for another?”
“Well, let’s see… You had your first last April… and it sold all right.”

Then there are those “pre-delivery jitters”:

“See, I’m three months overdue! I got my dates wrong! … My editor’s going spare!!”

As to authorial maladies like writers’ block, Doctor Derek diagnoses them with intestinal logic:

“You see, I was so regular, doctor! Eight thousand words a day… every day! But now I sit in that little room for hours and hours… and nothing comes out!”
“You’re on the second of a two-book contract… and you’ve taken a very, very bulky advance, yes? Well, this can weigh heavily on the system…. cause it to seize up!”

Suspecting complications, Doctor Derek digs deeper, suggesting that a second opinion on her synopsis might reveal additional causes behind the blockage. Her plots prove so twisted that the script has become knotted, compacted.

“And it took just another ten minutes to work it out with a pencil!”

Look, I did warn you. Posy is a dame, but the word ‘penis’ is on the cover.

SLH

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New reviews to follow, but if they’re new formats of previous books, reviews may already be up; others will retain their Diamond previews information we receive displayed as ‘Publisher Blurb’.

 

    

 

Glitch h/c Page 45 Exclusive Bookplate Edition (£23-99, Scholastic) by Sarah Graley

Glitch s/c Page 45 Exclusive Bookplate Edition (£13-99, Scholastic) by Sarah Graley

Avatar, The Last Airbender vol 17: Imbalance Part 2 (£9-99, Dark Horse) by Faith Erin Hicks & Peter Wartman

The Boys vol 2: Get Some (£17-99, Dynamite) by Garth Ennis & Darick Robertson

The Boys vol 3: Good For The Soul (£17-99, Dynamite) by Garth Ennis & Darick Robertson

The Boys vol 4: We Gotta Go Now (£17-99, Dynamite) by Garth Ennis & Darick Robertson

The Boys vol 5: Herogasm (£17-99, Dynamite) by Garth Ennis & Darick Robertson

Camouflage: The Hidden Lives Of Autistic Women h/c (£9-99, Jessica Kingsley Publishers) by Dr Sarah Bargiela &Sophie Standing

Colourblind: A Story Of Racism h/c (£11-99, Zuiker Press) by Johnathan Harris

Doctor Who: The 13th Doctor – A New Beginning (£13-99, Titan) by Jody Houser & Rachael Stott

Eileen Gray – A House Under The Sun (£15-99, Nobrow) by Charlotte Malterre-Barthes & Zosia Dzierzawska

The Fairy Tales Of Oscar Wilde vol 4: The Devoted Friend, The Nightingale And The Rose s/c (£6-99, NBM) by Oscar Wilde & P. Craig Russell

In Waves (£16-99, Nobrow) by AJ Dungo

Jim Henson’s Labyrinth Coronation vol 2 h/c (£18-99, Archaia) by Simon Spurrier, Ryan Ferrier & Daniel Bayliss

Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up With Me s/c (£15-99, FirstSecond) by Mariko Tamaki & Rosemary Valero-O’Connell

Literary Life Revisited h/c (£18-99, Jonathan Cape) by Posy Simmonds

Lorna (£8-99, Silver Sprocket) by Benji Nate

The Many Not The Few: An Illustrated History Of Britain Shaped By The People (£9-99, Workable) by Sean Michael Wilson & Robert Brown

MCMLXXV s/c (£8-99, Image) by Joe Casey & Ian MacEwan

Moon Face h/c (£22-99, Humanoids) by Alejandro Jodorowsky & Francois Boucq

Nico Bravo And The Hound Of Hades (£9-99, FirstSecond) by Mike Cavallaro

Outer Darkness vol 1 s/c (£14-99, Image) by John Layman & Afu Chan

Rat Queens vol 6: The Infernal Path (£14-99, Image) by Kurtis J. Wiebe & Owen Gieni

Star Wars Adventures: Tales From Vader’s Castle (£11-99, Disney) by Cavan Scott & various

Star Wars Han Solo Imperial Cadet s/c (£15-99, Marvel) by Robbie Thompson, Gerry Duggan & Leonard Kirk, Marc Laming, others

Star Wars: Age Of Republic – Heroes s/c (£15-99, Marvel) by Jody Houser, Marc Guggenheim & various

Sword Daughter vol 2: Folded Metal h/c (£17-99, Dark Horse) by Brian Wood & Mack Chater

The Wormworld Saga vol 3: Kingspeak (£8-99, Caracal) by Daniel Lieske

Waves h/c (£13-99, Archaia) by Ingrid Chabert & Carole Maurel

Amazing Spider-Man: Epic Collection – Assassin Nation s/c (£35-99, Marvel) by David Michelinie, various & Todd McFarlane, various

Immortal Hulk vol 3: Hulk In Hell s/c (£14-50, Marvel) by Al Ewing & Joe Bennett

Black Torch vol 4 (£8-99, Viz) by Tsuyoshi Takaki

Goblin Slayer vol 5 (£9-99, Yen Press) by Kumo Kagyu & Kousuke Kurose

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Part 4: Diamond Is Unbreakable vol 1 (£12-99, Viz) by Hirohiko Iraki

One Piece vol 90 (£6-99, Viz) by Eiichiro Oda

One-Punch Man vol 16 (£6-99, Viz) by Yusuke Murata

Smashed h/c (£15-99, Viz) by Junji Ito

Tokyo Ghoul re: vol 10 (£8-99, Viz) by Sui Ishida

Ultraman vol 1 (£8-99, Viz) by Eiichi Shimizu & Tomohiro Shimoguchi

Ultraman vol 2 (£8-99, Viz) by Eiichi Shimizu & Tomohiro Shimoguchi

Ultraman vol 3 (£8-99, Viz) by Eiichi Shimizu & Tomohiro Shimoguchi

Ultraman vol 4 (£8-99, Viz) by Eiichi Shimizu & Tomohiro Shimoguchi

Versailles Of The Dead vol 2 (£9-99, Seven Seas) by Kumiko Suekane

 

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