Vinyl Underground #7

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June 2008 | Vertigo

Writing: Si Spencer
Pencils: Simon Gane
Ink: Ryan Kelly
Colour: Guy Major
Letters: Jared K. Fletcher

Songs of Experience

After successfully busting the sex trafficking ring and nailed a killer, the group is celebrating, all but Perv who goes home to have a ghostly encounter. He ends up coming right back to interrupt the threesome Moz almost had.

I’m surprised to have found this interesting. Still can’t stand the exposition, but the scene with the dead girl and Stephen was magical.

Let the light out, Stephen… open me again, drink in the light.

What does that even mean? My mind went nuts going over the possibilities and for a few brief moments, I tolerated this book and thought maybe things were changing. After that scene was finished, I was back in the Dolldrums.

I don’t know why I’m surprised. Seven issues and nothing’s changed. Same old stuff, now with ghosties.

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A Dummy’s Guide to Danger #4

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Oct 2006 | Viper Comics

Writing: Jason M. Burns
Art: Ron Chan
Letters: Greg Gatlin

Terri’s alive and only had her kidney removed then Mr. Boyd comes along with some more of his bad cop gibberish, but might start changing his tune when the real killer almost shoots him. blah blah blah blah stuff happens, case closed.

The final issue of this series couldn’t come any sooner. I can finally be done with this annoying story. I’ve said this before, I hate Boyd’s bad cop routine. HATE it.

Of course we have the typical standoff between the killer and detective, and of course, the gun gets away from him and he has to go yelling at Bloomberg to get it. I know he’s crazy, but it’s gotten old. What I thought was so wonderful has become annoying and stupid with a predictable plot.

Finally over.

A Dummy’s Guide to Danger #3

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Sep 2006 | Viper Comics

Writing: Jason M. Burns
Art: Ron Chan
Letters: Greg Gatlin

Our private eyes managed to deal with the issue involving the police, get themselves home, and have a nice visit from their serial killer.

This guy’s mental state is wonderful, and painfully annoying. So he’s got the Flesh Collecter in his apartment, he’s got a gun, but it’s not loaded because Mr. Bloomberg didn’t load it. He’s an F’ing dummy, you dolt! Of course it’s not loaded! Get yourself some help, you’re starting to irritate me!*sigh*And despite having his ear cut off, he asks that stupid dummy to load all his guns. You’d think after this incident, he’d have enough sense to do it himself.

There’s another golden moment in here when he’s still being held at the station. Two thugs beat the crap out of him and we see the scene where Mr. Bloomberg gets shot and is told the devastating news about his spinal cord injury. The whole scene, that dummy is running around on his own. It makes me wonder if that’s what his mind actually sees when he looks at that dummy.

This issue was still a bit frustrating in the same manner as the last. I really don’t like crime mysteries like this. They always end up being a rehash of something else and I’m still sick of the bad police bit.

The only satisfaction I got from this book was when Alan punched that old police guy in the jaw, knocking him flat.

One more issue to got and this case is closed.

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