Young Liars #7 (*****)
This book is a real treat. Our story begins on Mars. Mommy is copulating on the dinner table. Little Sadie refuses to eat her fly. Ma’s lover, Bob, assures Sadie that “horseflies are full of essential micro-nutrients”. She responds “You’re not my dad”. Then stabs poor Bob in the eye with a straw and drinks up. Mom then cuts a hole in Bob’s groin and digs in. What would follow such a grotesque act? Little Sadie wins a radio contest to go with her favorite DJ, Danny Duoshade, to the Orpheum. But how’s a poor girl going to get there when she’s trapped on Mars?
Did you find that appalling? If so, then I guess Young Liars isn’t the comic for you. “One of the best series going, if you can handle it”, that’s a quote from the review on this cover. A true statement indeed. Young Liars is definitely a book that fascinates some and repels others. To say that the book is extreme is an understatement.
This is the start of a new arc and its origins stem from something Sadie said in an earlier issue. It seemed inconsequential at the time, but apparently it’s all real. It’s explored in excruciating detail within these pages. What seemed like a bizarre and overdone sci-fi concept reforms due to David Lapham’s newfangled writing. Freshness is a staple in Young Liars. Everything seems new even when it’s not. In an age of fourquels and Hollywood buying the rights to everything, this series is welcomed with open arms.
An ingredient that seems unobtrusive in Young Liars is Lapham’s art. It appears to be rather simple and undistinguished. But he has engendered some of the most repulsive and haunting images ever rendered. I’m always impressed by writer/artists because they give you a better sense of their world. The synergy between the words and the pretty pictures are near lyrical. I mention lyrics because that is another theme in this book.
There’s a reason for that awesome guitar gun on the cover. Every issue Danny Duoshade (You’ll find out who that is in this issue) recommends two songs. You can think of that as a soundtrack to the issue. Listen to the songs while reading if you wish. Lapham even provides a sort of “Where’s Waldo” of music. There’s an abundance of musical treats throughout that adds additional enjoyment and supplies a motivation to reread the issue. There are even songs playing within the book itself. Yes, the lyrics are printed on paper, but it’s almost as if you can hear the song even if you’re unfamiliar with it.
It’s a bit odd that I wrote an in-depth review about a Vertigo title. I usually reserve these reviews for big mainstream books like Secret Invasion or Final Crisis. This is the start of a new arc, but it’s nothing pivotal. I’d like to point out that even though this is a part 1, it doesn’t read that way. You can even enjoy this issue without reading any of the preceding six. You can kind of consider this my love letter to Young Liars. I spent a little too much time talking about the book in general than I did about issue #7. It’s just my little unsubtle way of telling those who had some time to buy this book. I’m not sure how this series is selling, but I have a feeling the numbers are low. You can even purchase that Vertigo double-shot that contains the first issues of Young Liars and House of Mystery. So please, give this book a try. And no, even though this a shameless endorsement, I am not David Lapham.