#$@&!: The Official Lloyd Llewellyn CollectionBy Daniel Clowes
1995
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"The world is filled with witness creeps who wouldn't recognise an instrinsically dynamic narrative artform if it smacked 'em in the face." Thirteen shaggy-dog stories starting a hapless hare-brained hipster named Lloyd Llewellyn who's a wannabe detective/ladies man/tough guy: there's laughs but you're gonna have to squint to be able to see them and plots don't so much as end rather than slowly deflate and then lie on the floor. From the warped pen of Daniel Clowes and dripping with sexual neurosis and nostalgic fantasties gone rotten this is a comic that is acts all noir but doesn't mind taking the sleazy route. Full of lines like "a man who could count his blessings on a hand that had been maimed in an industrial accident" that ping like bullets bouncing off the side of thunderbird racing down Highway Thirteen - you might want to duck in case one of them hits you in the face. This is what comics were like when people didn't have to act like they cared.
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Further reading: David Boring, Why I Hate Saturn, The Beats: A Graphic History, The Death Ray.
Profiles: Daniel Clowes.
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