All right! The dominatrix is a continuing villain!
You all think I am totally weird now, don’t you?
Vigilante Southland is a weird book, but in a good way. It’s fun, in a very dark sense of the word.
Donald Fairchild is finding out that there is far more to being a costume hero than he had expected. As the first couple of issues detail, this was not a life he wanted or chose for himself, but the murder of his wife has forced him down this path.
Enjoyably, his mask is failing singularly to conceal his identity. Most of those who are after him know perfectly well who he is, to the degree that Donny wonders why he is even bothering.
But nothing is turning out right for him. The people he needs to question keeps getting killed, and the circumstances behind his wife’s death continue to grow more complicated.
It all feels a bit like a modern take on a Raymond Chandler novel, and there are many worse things that a story could be compared to.
And that, bringing it around, is why I am glad the dominatrix is a continuing villain. So much of this story feels gritty and real. Taking it too far into superhero-dom would weaken the miniseries. The dominatrix gear is just enough of a costume to be a balance for Vigilante, while at the same time real enough to fit into the world that Phillips and Casagrande have worked so hard to create.
Excellent dialogue also helps, and the conversations throughout this book always feel real. The action is tense, with some great moments of humour poking through.
Three issues down, and so far each one has topped the previous one. That’s about as good as it gets.