Klaxon

by Si Spencer, Dix (Artist)

"We could do something. Go somewhere."  Carlisle, one of three slackers high on candlewax and cavity wall insulation, finally has a reason to leave the house: new neighbours. But his offer to help Carole and her weeping mother move in incurs the wrath of their landlord, the grim, grinning Mr. Stapleton, and his halfwit minion son. As Mr. Stapleton's malign influence begins to plague both houses, the residents are afflicted by milk binges, metamorphoses and indoor confectionary storms. Inspired by the unspoken wisdom of a giant porcelain cherub, Carlisle realises he must take the fight to his enemy – only then will he have a chance of saving his friends and neighbours. For the first time in his life, Carlisle has something to do.

Genres: Comics, Graphic Novels

120 pages, Kindle Edition

First published October 13, 2015

About the author

British Writer and editor for both comics and television. Best known in the US for his work at DC/Vertigo.

Reviews

[Ed Erwin · Rating 2 out of 5]

Did not understand this at all.

[Lauren (WesterDrumlins) · Rating 5 out of 5]

What did I just read???

It was so weird

I loved it

I don't think anything has ever elicited such a response from me as reading through this - the panels were creepy and atmospheric and the eyes were the thing that got me throughout it all.

[Chris Browning · Rating 5 out of 5]

What a uniquely troubling book. Spencer’s death earlier this year was incredibly sad, but I’m only now really realising what a tragic loss to the industry it was. This book is extraordinary and genuinely dreamlike in the best of ways. A real fever dream of a narrative with some of the most incredible - and incredibly disturbing - art I have ever seen in a comic. Quite the thing

[Alex Sarll]

A grubby chunk of body horror and creeping unease set on an unremarkable street somewhere in left-behind Britain. All malformed flesh, intimidating silences and a refrain of "You really should not be doing that", it suggests Cradlegrave remade in the style of Morph. Not sure I'll ever look at liquorice allsorts the same way again.