Let’s just get this out of the way: “Two Dead” is a Nate Powell book so OF COURSE I’m going to love it and give it five stars. Like an actor who only appears in excellent films, Powell has an uncanny knack for picking projects that perfectly utilize his boundless talents, from epic historical biographies (the “MARCH” series) to candid viral essays (“About Face”) to intimate personal tales (“Swallow Me Whole,” “Any Empire,” “Come Again,” etc.). What makes “Two Dead” remarkable is that it feels like it pulls from all these disciplines equally and, incredibly, Powell didn’t write it. Van Jensen, a former crime reporter, did and their partnership is seamless. Both grittily noir-ish and heartbreakingly metaphysical, “Two Dead” is a page-turning thriller with a lot to say.
At its core, “Two Dead” is about the aftershocks of violence, how single impulsive - and explosive - moments can feed cycles of death and destruction. Newly partnered Little Rock police officers Gideon Kemp, a PTSD-plagued soldier with a terrible secret, and Abe Bailey, a grizzled veteran of the force with his own considerable demons, know this all too well. In a simmering cauldron of post-war Midwestern racism and institutional corruption, the men are tasked with fighting the presence of the Mafia in Little Rock, a very tall order indeed. Like I said before, “Two Dead” feels like a culmination of Powell’s interests and preferred themes. There’s the struggle against racism (“MARCH” and “The Silence Of Our Friends”), fragile notions of masculinity (“About Face” and “Any Empire”), mental heath battles (“Swallow Me Whole”), and innocence lost (“Come Again”). It totally makes sense then that, freed from exploring these elements on the writing side, “Two Dead” features some of Powell’s most experimental and lovely art work yet (shout out to Erin Tobey’s monochromatic and grimly nostalgic coloring, as well). Jensen’s writing, honed during his time as part of the Fourth Estate, is clear and concise even though there’s a lot going on in the book. Balancing the narratives of several main characters with precision and subtlety, Jensen weaves an hypnotic tale of crime and humanity; it’s relentless in both its brutality and its weary optimism.
Without fail, I always preorder Nate Powell’s latest work (signed and sketched!) and, without fail, I’m never disappointed by his comics. What did surprise me about “Two Dead,” however, is just how perfectly in sync Powell and Jensen worked together. “Two Dead” is a career highlight for both of them, in careers that are virtually all highlights.