I don’t really know what just happened other than I just read The Green Woman, an original graphic novel from Vertigo by authors Peter Straub and Michael Easton, and artist John Bolton. If I had to sum this up, it’s a little bit Hellblazer and a little bit “Se7en”, with a dash of classic noir PI in there too. That’s a really shallow and quick description though, to be honest, because there is a lot more going on here.
Washed up cop Bob Steele is considered a joke by everyone, but he’s determined that he’s the one who’ll manage to finally catch a mysterious serial killer known as Fielding Bandolier (who’se actually a character of Straub’s from his prose novels). Meanwhile, “Fee” is getting older and tired, and the two men are being drawn together in a final confrontation, with otherworldly hands pulling the strings.
OK, first off, Bolton’s art. Amazing, almost-but-not-quite photorealistic paints and soft, almost nonexistent lines that make this whole thing a riot of blacks and color. It’s a little muddled to be honest, though I can see it adding to the almost dream/nightmare-like quality of the setting, the story, the whole atmosphere.
I’m not familiar with Straub and Easton’s work, and I’m not going to lie; a good part of the book’s story was pretty confusing until a few things came together, and I’m not sure if it took that long (relatively speaking) for the two authors to get to that point because of a lack of familiarity with writing comics.
I mean it wasn’t bad at all. It’s a great supernatural detective story with some beautiful art. It just didn’t bowl me over, hit me in that gut sensation way that I feel when really awesome stuff affects me. I will say, there were times when it creeped me the fuck out a bit, and I’m sitting on the couch reading it in broad daylight.