Boing-Boing fawns over horror comic by Tyler Boss
You'll Do Bad Things follows a writer named Seth Holms, who had a massive hit ten years ago with a true crime book called He Came in With a Smile. But he hasn't done anything else since then, much to his publisher's chagrin. Holms has been struggling to write a genuine romance novel—something that doesn't just rely on the lurid thrill of serial killers and horrible deaths. But every time he starts to type, gruesome violence keeps overtaking the page.The only thing that's come true is an inability of scribes like these to move beyond the obsession with horror fare. And what's so "thrilling" about murder and gruesome slashings? The reviewer could've looked around for a real romance tale to write about instead of this shoddy example of cheapskate storytelling, and instead, wastes only so much disk space for the sake of a horrible cliche.
The problem isn't just that Holms can't escape the thrill of writing about brutal murders. It's that somehow, every scrapped draft he's written has also started coming true.
Something bad's been done here alright, and it's the provision of yet another rock bottom horror thriller with a promotional platform. How much more of this sad situation do we have to put up with?
Labels: indie publishers, moonbat artists, msm propaganda, violence