Crickets by cartoonist Sammy Harkham is easily the best ongoing comic series I have read in twenty years.
It’s not for everyone, but sometimes it genuinely feels like it was made just for me.
It looks like it could’ve been drawn yesterday or a hundred years ago (even though the story is set in the 1970’s).
It is big, magazine sized, and beginning with issue three tells the story of Seymour, a screenwriter working on the set of the b-movie ‘Blood of the Virgin’ who suddenly finds himself thrust into the position of the film’s director, a role he wasn’t ready for, to say the least.
Packed with great dialogue and characters, this is an amazing dark comedy by a master storyteller and cartoonist.
At times maniacal and at others subdued to the point of feeling oppressively quiet, Crickets is simply wonderful in a way few things ever have been.
I can’t say enough good things about it so I’d better just quit now.
The above is my recreation of the cover to issue four. Original cover by Sammy Harkham below.
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Guess I’d better say “nice job” so you don’t hear… crickets…