I’ll have more to say about this soon–now I feel guilty for only being spurred to read it recently.
I want to say this much about the book and why I think it was cancelled. It’s a very, very well done comic–the art is excellent, the writing is excellent, and the characters are compelling even when they’re being completely, horrendously awful to each other.
But it’s a very dark book–it leaves me feeling almost dirty in a way even Scalped and Northlanders, with their regular horrors, don’t. At first you think that it’s going to be a wild, fun ride–the mixtapes, the craziness–but soon you realize that there’s something far stranger going on beneath the surface, and within the shifting characters and plots only one thing is certain: none of these people are very likable, and something really twisted is going on underneath it all.
The book is meaner than the other two I’ve mentioned. Sure, people do awful things to each other in most Vertigo books, but this one seems to laugh at them when horrible things are happening. I wouldn’t want to keep reading if I didn’t think that this itself was a commentary on society, on what goes on in the book and on us all.
I have a pretty twisted sense of humor and it takes a lot to unnerve me. I love Warren Ellis and Garth Ennis and giggle mercilessly at things that my friends are shocked by. Yet I don’t like shock value for shock value’s sake, or gross-out for gross-out’s sake. I have little use, for instance, for Wanted. So the fact that Young Liars both gives me the creeps and compels me to keep reading, makes me want to run for the showers and makes me very sad that it’s canceled, is an impressive feat.