"Most of the time, sleuthing is not the most rewarding work. However, being a drug addict has its charms."
One of the funniest, saddest, bizarre graphic novels I've read was Jon Hammer's The Drowned Girl. His hero, DICK SHAMUS, is your typical drug-addled, paranoid New York street person, dropping pearls of wisdom wherever he goes, convinced he's a private detective working on a case involving a Nazi fifth column of terrorists bent on world domination. He also believes AIDS is a CIA plot and that breakfast cereal has morphine in it.
But then, doesn't everyone?
He's prone to hallucinations, talking to himself and thinking out loud. His drink of choice seems to be chocolate Hoo-Hah and formaldehyde. He's also partial to methadone, lithium and Old Overcoat. But he actually does discover a drowned girl floating in the river, so is he crazy, or are we?
A strange, oddly-compelling read, cynical and funny, in an "End of the World As We Know It And I Feel Fine" kinda vibe, illustrated with a series of paintings that look like a series of dry runs for Munch's "The Scream."
Highly recommended. If you can handle it...
Respectfully submitted by Kevin Burton Smith.
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