JACK PALMER is the clown prince of B.D. private eyes. He's a scooter-riding squirt and a low-rent private peeper in a beat-up fedora and a dingy, rumpled trenchcoat several sizes too big for him, with an ass-backwards style of investigation that leaves him stuck in some pretty bizarre predicaments. Not that he seems to work too hard at finding work. In Palmer's world, murder and mayhem, not to mention a fair percentage of the planet's population of weirdos and looney-tunes, come a-knocking.
And Jack always seems to answer the door.
A genial, fun series, but definitely not to be taken seriously. Sight gags and loopy plotlines abound, and creator Pétillon's influences, which include Mad Magazine as well as Hammett, Chandler, Bogart, etc., are more than evident. Palmer made his debut in 1974 in the pages of Pilote and later went on to appear in Charlie and VSD as well.
