I’m very chuffed that DC Vertigo has finally brought together all 16 episodes of Deadenders into one big collected graphic novel, 11 years after it finished its monthly run. The first 4 issues were originally collected in “Deadenders: Stealing the Sun” some years back and there’s been a couple of foreign language compilations, particularly in Spanish, that have collected the whole run, but thanks to some persistence from Ed Brubaker, it’s finally made it into one big bumper edition in time for summer fun reading on the out of bounds beach.
It comes complete with all of Philip Bond‘s originally luverly covers and also includes the Vertigo Winters Edge short not originally part of the monthly series.
On sale May 16th!
I’ll be up in London tonight 19th April at 7.30 pm at Orbital comics to celebrate the launch of Self Made Hero‘s brand new version of Oscar Zarate edited ‘It’s Dark in London’.
Join the shady throng!
Heralding the imminent arrival on bookshop shelves the world over, former drinking companion (one night down the Escape bar in the late 80s), ex-NME reviewer, and once disciple of the old Velocity mag (he quite liked it a bit), nice guy Andrew Collins (BBC 6 Music, Radio Times, et cetera) has penned a very favourable review of our eagerly awaited (over a year) anthology, The Great Unwashed from Escape Books in this month’s Word magazine (actually came out last month, but in the great scheme of Pleece scheduling, that was way ahead of time!)
Indie-trousered comic strip siblings get all anthologised
Emerging from a revitalised small-press UK comics scene 25 years ago, their doleful, monochrome strips found in magazines like Crisis, A1 and Escape (now a book publishing imprint), Brighton-based Gary and Warren Pleece chimed with the Oxfam-tailored, fanzines-in-Tesco-bags, C86 Indie culture. The Great Unwashed collects early, parochially low-key triumphs from under their 80s, Enterprise Allowance Scheme-funded Velocity umbrella with fighting-fit new collaborations. Warren’s fluid, minimalist inkmanship and geometric panelling give life to Gary’s understated, arch scripts (“several frames of inconsequentiality pass”), absorbing pop culture like a dual sponge with titles like Native New Yorkers, the wordless Dead Souls, Bertrand de Plastique and family saga The Higsons. Mixing seafront sleaze, the American nightmare and post-modern voyages into period drama, this one-stop shop is a joy, inducing dewy-eyed nostalgia in the grown-up comix fan who still pines for Los Bros Hernandez. With Warren now very much overground, it’s pleasing he and Gary have not “done a Gallaghers”. ANDREW COLLINS
Many thanks Andrew. The Garden club vouchers should be wending their way to you this very moment.
Keep a look out at this space and at Warren’s blog
for momentous news regarding the actual realisation of this publishing venture in concrete form and a new weekly strip soon to air at warrenpleece.com
All to be revealed soon…