I've been re-reading Stray Bullets lately, and it's still a great crime comic, with wild twists and turns, some startling characterisation and David Lapham's slick, moody artwork.
It's been an absolute pleasure to read the whole series again, or almost the whole series, because my local comic shop never got the final issue of Sunshine and Roses, and I've never been able to find a copy anywhere since, so I still have no fucking idea what is going down in that hospital.
As a reading experience, it's thematically mirroring the first big Stray Bullets series, where the last issue of that volume wasn't even published for years and years, leaving things similarly unresolved. We got there in the end, and I'm sure I'll get that last elusive issue #42, one day. I just have to be as patient as a heist crew waiting for their moment to strike.
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