Transmetropolitan: Book One
Author: Warren Ellis (Writer), Darick Robertson (Artist)
Genre: Science Fiction, Cyberpunk
Pages: No clue
Finished: Yes
Final Rating: 9/10
Final Rating: 9/10
I know I'm about 25 years late to the party, but I finally got around to reading the first volume (issues 1-12) of Warren Ellis's classic transhumanist graphic novel, and you know what? It's pretty great and has aged surprisingly well.
Transmetropolitan follows Spider Jerusalem, a retired gonzo journalist in the mold of Hunter S. Thompson. Jerusalem is living in a mountain compound in self-imposed exile, having grown contemptuous of city life and all it represents. Mr. Jerusalem is something of an acquired taste, given his propensity for guns, drugs, and an almost zealous hatred of authority.
Jerusalem is called back from retirement by threat of lawsuit; see, he still owes his publisher two books and they are looking to collect. Having burned through the advance, he needs to move back to the city he hates to fulfill his obligation. He obviously needs money, so he takes a job as a journalist working for an old acquaintance. Book One follows the stories Jerusalem writes for the city paper, introducing the reader to the the City and it's diverse inhabitants while getting Jerusalem mixed up in political corruptness at the highest level.
For all his faults, Jerusalem is very, very good at what he does. He is always in the middle of the action, be it speeches by corrupt politicians or police brutality in the slums. He is the most contentious person alive, acrimonious impossible to get along with, hates dogs with a passion (wtf), but is never, ever boring and has a true gift for journalism and getting to the truth, no matter the danger to his well-being.
Also he makes the president shit himself with a bowel disruptor gun. No notes.