Marvel UK's short-lived attempt at riding the same post-Watchmen wave which gave us the likes of Deadline, Crisis and Vertigo. And the first of the miniseries collected here, Mortigan Goth, feels a lot like a rough sketch of Sandman, following an immortal attempting to overcome his passivity through a haunted Earth, and a Hell cribbed from Dante but given a modern twist. The art's by Mark Buckingham, so of course that's lovely; the writer is Nick Vince, who hasn't had quite such an impressive career, and you can see why. It's disjointed, characters get forgotten about, and though there are some strong scenes, it lacks any overall sense of purpose. Still, it's amusing to see Doctor Strange minus most of his powers and wielding an axe, just like he was in his recent stories. And Buckingham is particularly good on his pompous expression.
Then you've got Dances With Demons, modern superhero horror rooted in Hopi mythology, which definitely means well. Again, the main interest lies in the art by future big deal Charlie Adlard, though it looks very different to his Walking Dead work.
Children Of The Voyager is the highlight - unsurprisingly, I suppose, given that here both writer and artist (Nick Abadzis and Paul Johnson) have significant credits elsewhere. Following a writer with a regrettable ponytail, on the run from a malign supernatural force, it feels the most Vertigo of the lot - and where Dances With Demons had echoes of the imprint's worst excesses ("Shadows unfurl with the rustle of dead wings. Clowns chatter nonsense, teeth sliding together like scissor-blades"), here it's the good stuff - "stories of countries beyond the tiny provinces of Earth, Hell and Heaven".
Next up, Liam Sharp's Bloodseed, inspired by the seventies' barbarian comics and the nineties' nineties comics. Which is to say, lots of big boobs and even bigger muscles. Sharp's introduction admits it's no masterpiece, and the Book Of The New Sun inspiration might have come through better if it'd had more than two issues, but there's definitely a vigour to it, and I admire the chutzpah with which it nicks and then stacks two great SF twists.
After that, a few odds and sods, trailers from David Hine and D'Israeli for series that would never happen, and it's done, leaving us to wonder what it might have become, somewhere else.