What I love about And Then Emily Was Gone is how it takes a lot of different references from the work of Charles Burns, to The Wicker Man to David Lynch, mixes it with some wonderful Scottishness and dumps out something which is actually quite unsettling, and at times, disturbing.
Most of this issue would be a shame to spoil because it is indeed, mental as it’s a dream which at least tow characters seem to share. As to what it all means is a fantastic mystery and as said, it really is saying too much from now and it would really spoil things. Of course the fact I don’t have a blind fucking idea what it all means is another thing, but that really doesn’t matter with this comic.
It’s by far one of the best things to come out of not just Scottish comics, but the UK scene as a whole in a long, long time. It wears it’s influences well, but it’s at no point derivative or formulaic, which is like a massive breath of fresh air when far too many people in British comics are being just that.
So get this comic. You’re missing a real treat if you don’t!