The first thing I like about “Lovecraft is Missing” is the color. The very first page is awash in a lushness of layered colors and textures. Delicious to the eye and, luckily, not cluttered with a lot of exposition.
In fact, there is a delightful lack of written information which makes everything in every panel suddenly suspicious. There is a lot to notice if you have the time to look. Is this woman being watched? What book could be worth traveling in such a seedy place? And why the hell is no one going to mention the fact that the book shop owner keeps his father chained in a back room?
There’s an artist in the art, our protagonist is a struggling artist we get to read a page of what he’s done, a work of fiction within fiction and a lovely segue back to the ‘real’ world and the mystery lady. What is it that she’s collecting for? What is she looking to find?
I’d really like to know. Maybe you do too, give it a whirl!
