2008.04.04
Comic overtures
Preacher was a fun read, but Promethea is, so far, something special: there are trappings of present-disguised-as-dystopian-near-future, reminiscent of The Dark Knight Returns, and done wittily and well, but there’s also an achingly deep sadness at its core which pokes its way through “the immateria” — and each of the lessons which have so far been handed to our heroine by those who have embodied the titular essence before her are heavy with loss — lost love, lost innocence, lost child, lost life…
There’s something here which parallels the other Alan Moore work I’ve read recently, Lost Girls, which also has much to do with the often tragic collision between reality and imagination. That, albeit in much more — no other way to put it — pornographic language* — I certainly blushed! Hard to believe it was just sitting out in the library stacks.
But! Back to Promethea. I hope the rest of it lives up to the first, because I will be very sad panda if not. I wouldn’t mind finding out more about Roger, of the Five Swell Guys, either:
