Ever feel that someone is watching, staring at you as you go about your day, murdering people all around you, feasting on the madness of the unfortunate insane? Ever feel that someone is sitting in your home, unseen, grinning a gap-toothed smile, waiting to feast? You should-you're not alone.
Always a solid winner, it preys on your subconscious in a way you shouldn't enjoy, but will leave you dying for more. Read Full Review
With Colder: Toss The Bones #2, that someone who is sitting in your home, unseen, grinning a gap-toothed smile, and waiting to feast stole the show once again. This new volume has been memorable because they brought back a character who is memorable with everything he does and says. Read Full Review
‘Colder: Toss the Bones' has echos of the early arcs of Neil Gaiman's ‘Sandman' and Grant Morrison's ‘The Invisibles'; that early 90's punk/beat influenced surrealism and black-natured whimsy. However, where Gaiman knew how to use literary archness to create a foreboding tone and Morrison was fully off his rocker, ‘Colder' feels more like mimicry than madness, feeling around for that spark but not quite grasping it. Maybe one day I'll take the time to go back and experience the series properly, and I might even find this review entirely wrong in its assertions, but until then the greatest pleasure and awe I derive from this series is admiring the book closed, to appreciate its richly illustrated covers. Read Full Review