Tiny details of the late Carlyle White's life start to come into focus the longer his son stays sober and asks questions. The network struggles to survive its war against three radio-era behemoths and the FCC. Truth comes out, clothes come off, and Mike finds out just how far down he can go.
Fraction and Chaykin continue to give us a deliciously sensational peek at '50s serial television drama (on-, but mostly off-screen), and draw us further into the story by exposing more plainly the ugliness of some characters and the reactions of others to that ugliness. These vignettes are wonderfully intercut with snippets of a television serial being hacked together, a reminder of the setting and a powerful analogy for everything else that's going on. I'm missing the heavier focus on the murder mystery that was set up in the first issue, but enjoying the complexity and intrigue that's being delivered in its place. Read Full Review
Micheal isn't a paticularly successful detective anyway, and perhaps isn't intended to be one, his playing investigator may having more to do with his own steady decline down his father's path. Regardless, I'm happy to tune in, a comic that's not for everyone but is good for quiet nights with a glass of bourbon. Read Full Review
Also, just a note on the word balloon placement. Due to the comic being done in black and white (which contributes to the difficulty of telling people apart), it's hard to tell who is talking first in some scenes or which word balloons are attributed to certain characters. There are some helpful lines in black and white that point to who is talking, but sometimes the lines fall into the background as well, so that doesn't help. It's a minor thing, but it can make following the story difficult in some parts. 6.5 Interesting storylines and characters.Detailed artwork that captures the time period well.There's way too much happening to keep track of.The pacing is incredibly slow.It's hard to tell who is who at points. Read Full Review
im enjoying this series overall, but it sure moves slow and the art is a sketchy, acquired taste.