In the epic conclusion to the opening story arc, the secrets of the Saint of Suicides are finally revealed...in blood and fire! The up-and-comer Straniero finally gets whats coming to himand nothing will ever be the same.
The saddest part is that this isn't the most offensive comic out there, nor does it have the worst story. It's just" empty. Directionless without any guts. You can see some of the things that are trying to be done, all the while watching them fall flat. It's a shame, really. We know that Bermejo can do some impressive stuff (just check out the super fun We Are Robin), but nothing clicks with his attempted tour de force. I'd really love to see a modern reinterpretation of the death match/battle arena play out in a way that is pertinent and aware, or at least compelling and fun. Instead, I feel like another passively disdainful member of the crowd watching the loser lay in the dirt, bleeding out in vain. Read Full Review