While the story is interesting enough, it’s how it works together with the art that really makes things gel. The books that leave indelible images in your mind long after you’ve put them down are usually trying to convey something to readers that takes time to unfold. Very puzzling stuff, but that’s just the sort of fiction that I like. Morrison has infused this comic with all manner of occult references, from Kabbalah magick and lucid dreaming to what may in fact be overt allusions to the Dogon and their Nommo twin deities. At any rate, eventually things came into focus and I was able to piece everything together more or less. Lizard people, random homicides, Xibalba, and a sinister and veiled,eh, woman all make appearances. I’ll be honest, for the first 10 pages I had less than no idea what was going on. IÂ now need to find out what happens to our lead character, Nameless, and the rest of the world, as a mysterious asteroid hurtles toward the planet.

The first issue left me both confused and intrigued. As the tart pastry melted in my mouth it became apparent to me that I’d have to read this entire series, there was just no two ways about it. Immediately after reading Grant Morrison’s new sci-fi/occult fantasy/horror book, I grabbed a slice of lemon pound cake and started thinking. Was that profound enough? I was going for Rod Serling… Don’t scratch, it’s not an itch-not a physical one, anyway-but it is a reminder that there are things about the world that science has yet to adequately address. Upon reading Nameless you may feel a slight tickling sensation at the back of your head.

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