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A review by dimitribelgium
Dexter by Jeff Lindsay
2.0
Be careful what to expect. The truth might hit you like a needle to the neck.
With the way the TV series declined in quality after the heights of season 4 (alltough religion and darker love interests were worth exploring) many people must've wondered how the story arch 'd have fared if Jeff Lindsay had set it in stone, much like Vince Gillighan did for Breaking Bad .
This comic offers a glimpse: based on a script by the original author and illustrated by an artist who didn't watch the series for inspiration. It shows that at least Dexter himself, Debra and Rita have a 'residual self' (cfr. the Matrix) derived from how the Lindsay novels describe them, for they show an uncanny resemblance to their TV actor counterparts.
The blood drawings have a purposefully frozen feel to them and close-ups of the antagonists convey a sense of menace. The atmosphere of Miami sithers through the colour palet. In other respects, the artwork feels wooden.
The story in itself is too big for its boots, taking up enough room to fill the length of a season but told at a pace equivalent to a single episode. It shares askew similarities with "Those Kinds of Things" (#6.1), showing just how memorable a high school reunion could be as a starting point. A more leisurely hunting game, black and white flashbacks to the Tonton Macoute period or the growth of New Hope as well as more interaction with Dexters family life would've been ...not filler, but fleshing out of a bare scenario.
With the way the TV series declined in quality after the heights of season 4 (alltough religion and darker love interests were worth exploring) many people must've wondered how the story arch 'd have fared if Jeff Lindsay had set it in stone, much like Vince Gillighan did for Breaking Bad .
This comic offers a glimpse: based on a script by the original author and illustrated by an artist who didn't watch the series for inspiration. It shows that at least Dexter himself, Debra and Rita have a 'residual self' (cfr. the Matrix) derived from how the Lindsay novels describe them, for they show an uncanny resemblance to their TV actor counterparts.
The blood drawings have a purposefully frozen feel to them and close-ups of the antagonists convey a sense of menace. The atmosphere of Miami sithers through the colour palet. In other respects, the artwork feels wooden.
The story in itself is too big for its boots, taking up enough room to fill the length of a season but told at a pace equivalent to a single episode. It shares askew similarities with "Those Kinds of Things" (#6.1), showing just how memorable a high school reunion could be as a starting point. A more leisurely hunting game, black and white flashbacks to the Tonton Macoute period or the growth of New Hope as well as more interaction with Dexters family life would've been ...not filler, but fleshing out of a bare scenario.