I’m a on-again-off-again John Constantine fan. Combined with my love of Jock’s amazing art stylings, Hellblazer: Pandemonium is basically a gift to me from the Gods of Comics.
Starting off with a slow burn and momentarily scaring me with poker talk, things quickly and violently pick up.
Supposedly “hired” by US and UK intelligence to aide in the interrogation of a suspect in the so-called War On Terror who displays otherworldly tendencies, Constantine quickly realizes that there’s more going on here than meets the eye, as the real-world situation going on in Iraq these days mingles with the games and spiders’ webs of the gods of the ancient Middle East.
I’m not as well-versed in the life and times of John Constantine as others, but from what I’ve read before, this is a definitive Constantine title, illustrating that beneath the occasionally-shabby and run-down exterior, there is a man who is very, very dangerous. The culmination of all things at the end, a maniacal and otherworldly showdown that gave me goosebumps as I read it, very much stands as an amazing example of the Art of Comics in combining words and art.
I’m not that familiar with Jamie Delano’s writing, but I’m a HUGE Jock fan and his art is always fucking stellar. This book is no exception, with layering, layout, and color contrasts that make the story flow not so much as panel-to-panel, but more like scene-to-scene, or moment-to-moment.
Short version? Don’t be a punk-ass, this book is amazing.