Rowland and Paine, the dead British teenagers who first appeared
in Neil Gaiman's The
Sandman: Season of Mists,
travel stateside to investigate a strange missing-persons
case at a posh International Academy for Girls. Naturally
the inquisitive duo is forced to go undercover - in drag -
if they're to have a hope in hell of solving the case. It's
time for dark secrets, food fights and spies as the Dead Boy
Detectives learn a lot about like from the daughters of rich
ambassadors and rebellious rock stars...
Dead Boy Detectives has
a decidedly amateurish feel to it.
And somehow Jill Thompson manages to stretch the plot on for
what seems like an age. Rowland and Paine are in America attempting
to solve the mystery of a missing girl... and er... that's
couldn't work out how the two dead detectives managed to wear
makeup and clothes when only the young and specially gifted
can see them. Wouldn't people just see their clothes floating
around? Also, how come so many adults could see them in this
collection? Yes, I know that this is fantasy, but why bother
to set up the characters in a certain way and then mindlessly
bulldoze through the guidelines you've established?
to add insult to injury, the conclusion has to be about the
most stupid get out ever committed to paper. What where you
that will only really appeal to Thompson's fans who have bought
all her Death comics. It's really only something that
I would advise the young, or mentally stunted, to read.
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