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shri_ace13's review against another edition
dark
mysterious
tense
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.25
dorinlazar's review against another edition
3.0
The thing that brought it down for me was the fact that all stories are enveloped in a shroud of mystery, and they tend to not stand on their own. Some stories don't really make sense, like that of the guy who transported some parrots over the border. Overall it feels somewhat inconsistent, a collection of stories that connect eventually, but the connections are so over the top that they really don't make sense. And there's always the sleeper agent thing which becomes a boring trope.
But all in all, it still feels fresh and it has its moments, like The Mimic, which happens in a park and it manages to tell two stories at the same time.
But all in all, it still feels fresh and it has its moments, like The Mimic, which happens in a park and it manages to tell two stories at the same time.
mruddock27's review
4.0
If you're a fan of noir, crime and comics, pick this up! You won't be disappointed!
kylemfox's review
3.0
Not as interesting as the first volume. I preferred the short stories, although I think this volume is really setting us up for some of the backstory that will be all tied in together later on.
let_the_wookie_read's review
dark
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.75
rikki's review
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.0
joeh's review
5.0
Just tremendous. I get that the writing can be a bit dumb but it's so cinematic. Seriously, it's much better than TV.
cjordahl's review
3.0
Eduardo Risso's art often skews into caricature and he draws every prominent female character like an adolescent fantasy version of a woman. He loves to draw faces entirely black with white eyes and teeth the only visible features. I suppose he means it as an artful flair but for me it just looks ridiculous. But it's not all bad. He designs some unique panels and his sets have variety and interesting details.
For me the writing is just ok. I wish the characters had more nuance and dimension, and I wish I wanted to learn more of the history of Trust and the Minutemen.
For me the writing is just ok. I wish the characters had more nuance and dimension, and I wish I wanted to learn more of the history of Trust and the Minutemen.
captainfez's review
5.0
It's time for ghetto arsekickers, Italian-descent mobsters, the neon of gambling, the prick of the needle and the luck of the draw. It's time for losers who think they're winners, and winners who've got fuck-all. And it's time for a briefcase of untraceable bullets.
Guess it's time for another load of 100 Bullets then.
This is the second deluxe collection of the pulp noir rampage, and it's just as stupidly fun as the first. Some characters - Graves, Dizzy, Shepherd - turn up again, but there's some intriguing additions to the dramatis personae.
There's a junkie bouncer who's all meat and horrible smiles.
There's a whole lot of esteemed 'businessmen' who hold secretive meetings at Atlantic City casinos.
There's losers like Hank Kowalski, who lose all their money at Atlantic City casinos.
And there's someone who we're meant to believe is Joe DiMaggio. Because fuck it, why wouldn't he want to know the truth behind the Kennedy assassination?
Theres a lot going on. Murders. Beatings. Gambles. Petty crime. People trafficking. Fucking. And it's all done with the sure, grim attention to detail that made Azzarello and Risso's work so ridiculously addictive in the first place. When bones crack, you feel it. It's electric and kind of over the top but it's perfect for the material: gonzo pulp noir he-man conspiratorial possibly-bullshit revenge tragedy.
Just the way I like it.
I've seen complaints that the stories in here don't seem to interlock that well. That may be the case, but I tend to take the long view: this collection covers issues 20-36 out of the 100-long run. So it's only about a third of the way through. Film noir flicks don't give you a twist or a grim ending until the end, so, knowing that there's a limited number of issues with in the series, I find it pretty easy to let things shake out as they will.
Sure, there's a lot to be confused by here. Different strands of story appear and then blend into others like milk into coffee. But there's also a lot of clarity to be found: Graves and the Minutemen are explained a little here, as is their relation to the power structure of the underworld. We learn something of why Graves (and the titular bullets) are above the law, and it throws his offer into sharp relief: can it be right if the revenge is justified but the tool was created by evil? Can his distribution of tools be righteous enough to surpass its genesis? And anyway, is he playing the long game, or what?
It's questions like these that I find myself returning to the series for. It's questions like these that have me taking notes while I read, and I'm not entirely sure I won't end up with one of those ridiculous whiteboards full of gnomic scribbles and red lines connecting pictures of capos and crime scenes.
But that's part of it: trying to second-guess what the fuck is going on. I hope the tension lasts.
Guess it's time for another load of 100 Bullets then.
This is the second deluxe collection of the pulp noir rampage, and it's just as stupidly fun as the first. Some characters - Graves, Dizzy, Shepherd - turn up again, but there's some intriguing additions to the dramatis personae.
There's a junkie bouncer who's all meat and horrible smiles.
There's a whole lot of esteemed 'businessmen' who hold secretive meetings at Atlantic City casinos.
There's losers like Hank Kowalski, who lose all their money at Atlantic City casinos.
And there's someone who we're meant to believe is Joe DiMaggio. Because fuck it, why wouldn't he want to know the truth behind the Kennedy assassination?
Theres a lot going on. Murders. Beatings. Gambles. Petty crime. People trafficking. Fucking. And it's all done with the sure, grim attention to detail that made Azzarello and Risso's work so ridiculously addictive in the first place. When bones crack, you feel it. It's electric and kind of over the top but it's perfect for the material: gonzo pulp noir he-man conspiratorial possibly-bullshit revenge tragedy.
Just the way I like it.
I've seen complaints that the stories in here don't seem to interlock that well. That may be the case, but I tend to take the long view: this collection covers issues 20-36 out of the 100-long run. So it's only about a third of the way through. Film noir flicks don't give you a twist or a grim ending until the end, so, knowing that there's a limited number of issues with in the series, I find it pretty easy to let things shake out as they will.
Sure, there's a lot to be confused by here. Different strands of story appear and then blend into others like milk into coffee. But there's also a lot of clarity to be found: Graves and the Minutemen are explained a little here, as is their relation to the power structure of the underworld. We learn something of why Graves (and the titular bullets) are above the law, and it throws his offer into sharp relief: can it be right if the revenge is justified but the tool was created by evil? Can his distribution of tools be righteous enough to surpass its genesis? And anyway, is he playing the long game, or what?
It's questions like these that I find myself returning to the series for. It's questions like these that have me taking notes while I read, and I'm not entirely sure I won't end up with one of those ridiculous whiteboards full of gnomic scribbles and red lines connecting pictures of capos and crime scenes.
But that's part of it: trying to second-guess what the fuck is going on. I hope the tension lasts.