I am reading my way through a bunch of classic modern books thanks to my library (transmetropolitan, preacher, the boys, scalped, fables, and of course, this one) and so I get sometimes inundated with too many good books at once. Or at least they should be good.
Hellboy is something all of itself…it really is like a modern day Grimm or Aesop fables, set up by Mike Mignola. Every time I think ok, I know what the series is, so there’s no need to keep reading, the obsessive completist in me forces myself to read…yet, every time I am still transported to another place, mystical, gothic, macabre, and just plain weird.
Mignola does it so well it becomes easy to take for granted just how great this stuff is. I felt like skipping this volume, but just read it instead, and just wow. Even though you sorta know what to expect, it never bores or disappoints.
I suppose that puts him amongst the greats, like Brubaker, Aaron, Ellis, Snyder, and so forth.
I think it’s high praise when even though you know what is. On the way, it still manages to surprise and delight…
If you haven’t already….get into Hellboy now! (Anne and Kat especially, this means you girls)