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The Fade Out: The Complete Collection by Ed Brubaker
5.0
"...something in the air made it easier to believe lies."
Los Angeles, 1948. When screenwriter Charlie Parish wakes up in a bathtub and finds a dead starlet in the next room after a night of partying, it opens a whole can of worms that he tries to navigate through, while also trying to come to terms with his past and taking care that his blacklisted friend Gil doesn't screw up too much.
A classic noir story that I fell in love with a couple of years ago, and this summer I picked up a copy of the complete collection to hold forever close to me. The atmospheric art makes the world look like it's in perpetual darkness even in bright party scenes and sunny locations, and the writing mirrors all the best nihilistic noir novels. It throws you into the vortex of Hollywood back alleys, seedy movie industry, endless cocktails and bottles of whiskey, palm tree silhouettes in the burning evening sky, and a cast of sleazy movie stars, crooks, studio employees etc.
The perfect choice for a quiet summer night: rustle of trees, a setting sun, ice cubes clinking in your glass, and the scent of lime and mint coming from your mojito.
Los Angeles, 1948. When screenwriter Charlie Parish wakes up in a bathtub and finds a dead starlet in the next room after a night of partying, it opens a whole can of worms that he tries to navigate through, while also trying to come to terms with his past and taking care that his blacklisted friend Gil doesn't screw up too much.
A classic noir story that I fell in love with a couple of years ago, and this summer I picked up a copy of the complete collection to hold forever close to me. The atmospheric art makes the world look like it's in perpetual darkness even in bright party scenes and sunny locations, and the writing mirrors all the best nihilistic noir novels. It throws you into the vortex of Hollywood back alleys, seedy movie industry, endless cocktails and bottles of whiskey, palm tree silhouettes in the burning evening sky, and a cast of sleazy movie stars, crooks, studio employees etc.
The perfect choice for a quiet summer night: rustle of trees, a setting sun, ice cubes clinking in your glass, and the scent of lime and mint coming from your mojito.