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I'm probably going to regret this...
Jul. 18th, 2007 09:14 amThis morning, between the time when I emerged from my shower, and the time that I actually got up enough energy to actually get myself ready for work, I read the first chapter of Crooked, Little Vein - Warren Ellis' first book. Every so often, I read his work and think that it is a) really funny and b) seriously f*cked up. Of course, CLV is no exception.
We have a PI whose morning rituals include trying to kill the rat that is the only other occupant of his office/apartment and who delights on flavouring his coffee every morning. Life is less than rosy, shall we say, for this hapless man. Of course, the last thing that he expects is the White House Chief of Staff to turn up and tell him that he's hired to find the Second American Constitution that tells the people in charge how the country should be run. You see, Nixon gave it away to the girl he was having an affair with 50 odd years ago and it hasn't been seen since, and as a result, American life and life in general has gone down the tubes. So, armed with various threats to keep him going and half a million in his bank account, our "hero" must track down the Constitution so that the politicians can return America to it's former glory.
Of course, the first chapter is written in that wonderfully irreverant style totally indicative style that Warren Ellis uses. Will probably end up grittier and more offensive than Transmetropolitan or anything that appears officially in print (with the possible exceptions of both his journal and his sunday morning editorial). But oh well, I'm probably going to buy it anyway.
We have a PI whose morning rituals include trying to kill the rat that is the only other occupant of his office/apartment and who delights on flavouring his coffee every morning. Life is less than rosy, shall we say, for this hapless man. Of course, the last thing that he expects is the White House Chief of Staff to turn up and tell him that he's hired to find the Second American Constitution that tells the people in charge how the country should be run. You see, Nixon gave it away to the girl he was having an affair with 50 odd years ago and it hasn't been seen since, and as a result, American life and life in general has gone down the tubes. So, armed with various threats to keep him going and half a million in his bank account, our "hero" must track down the Constitution so that the politicians can return America to it's former glory.
Of course, the first chapter is written in that wonderfully irreverant style totally indicative style that Warren Ellis uses. Will probably end up grittier and more offensive than Transmetropolitan or anything that appears officially in print (with the possible exceptions of both his journal and his sunday morning editorial). But oh well, I'm probably going to buy it anyway.
