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Preacher 30

30: Good Times Rolling

Writing: Garth Ennis
Art: Steve Dillon
Colours: Pamela Rambo and James Sinclair
Letters: Clem Robins
Cover: Glenn Fabry
Editor: Axel Alonso

DC Comics (Vertigo)

32 Pages (Story: 24)

Full Colour

$2.50 USA / $3.50 CAN

October 1997


Comments

Kick in the teeth straight away with this one. Mexican stand-off; Arseface has finally caught up with the people who killed his father and has pulled a gun on our heroes. Tulip reacts instantly, pulling out her hand cannon, but Jesse tells her to stop when he sees it's Arseface, and the three crack up laughing. Now, because this is Preacher we can't have too much fun in one episode, so a quick shot of Cassidy's one-eyed girlfriend, who seems to be up to no good. No, lets have the humour back, the three are still laughing, and Arseface starts crying, protesting that Jesse killed his Duh. Jesse and Tulip convince him he doesn't want to shoot them, while Cassidy just rolls about on the ground laughing. They take Arseface away and agree to help him by giving him a lift to New Orleans, something they regret as he starts singing in the truck. They go for a beer and to meet Cassidy's friend, and are spotted by someone, and wahey, its them pesky Enfants du Sang again. Cassidy's friend Xavier (a voodoo obeah) turns up and agrees to help Jesse in his search for God (am I the only one remembering what happened with Simon Coltrane?). With that settled, Jesse, Cassidy and Arseface head out into New Orleans, but Tulip is visited by a few less than friendly Enfants du Sang who she neatly disposes of and orders the only one left to take her to their bat cave. Back to the lads night out, and having discovered Arseface is a virgin, they take him to a brothel (after carefully covering his head in a bag) and go outside to listen to the grunts. It's great - you get more and more grunts, and then all of a sudden 'hey, your bags coming off' and the screaming starts. Hilarious. This is a good one. You got lots of plot, lots of action, and a thousand laughs at the expense of poor old Arseface. Nice one Ennis.

Comments by Cassandra Courtney