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Dark Angel #2
posted December 26, 2005
Hart Fisher, James Helkowski
"The papers dubbed him 'The Dark Angel' after one spring day when Johnathan Gabriel slaughtered his best friend and all of his neighbors. On this, John's eighteenth birthday, no woman, man or child was spared his bloody knife. Since that time, Gabriel has been wandering the back roads of America, leaving behind piles of bodies and precious few clues to his crimes or his motives.
This is his tale.
A serial killer's tale."
That's the introductory inside front cover blurb for Dark Angel
, another in a seemingly endless line of cookie-cutter, macho rip-'em-ups from the Boneyard Press gang. There's nothing terribly accomplished in the execution of this pulp-ridden little story; in fact, there's nothing to recommend it, period. I found it very grim and boring: as unpleasant as the above paragraph promises, but without any kind of amoral flair at work or well-observed, John McNaughton-style realism that has graced similar material in the past.
This review was written in the late 1990s as part of a then-ongoing freelance gig; I apologize if it reads oddly or seems incomplete.