In February I was sitting in my favourite bar with a nice beer and a nice stack of books, and because my favourite bar is across from my favourite library branch, because of course it is, a librarian came in for a drink and stopped to talk to me about books. On this particular day I was preparing to trek home with a stack of deluxe edition Sweet Tooth compendiums, and we got to talking about the hippest and coolest new graphic novels on the shelves. Had I read Watchmen, he asked? The first graphic novel I ever read! Had I read Saga? Of course! How about Paper Girls? I love it so much I can’t quit lending my copies out. Then had I heard of Private Eye?
This one stopped me dead in my tracks. I’d never heard of it. He sang its praises, and sang, and sang, and I got my phone out and requested it from the library right then and there. God bless librarians.
I don’t know too much about it, except that it’s Brian K. Vaughan. But flipping through it, it seems like detective noir meets the cantina scene from Star Wars: A New Hope. So yeah, I’m into it.