Wytches #2



Nothing is so awful to parents than impotence when their child in danger. Charlie is on edge, and though he is supported by loving family and friends he is helpless and knows it. Moving to a new place has not provided the fresh start he craves, not when horrific memories follow his daughter wherever they go. Sailor has borne the strains of terrifying visions and the cruelties of mundane life. One night she is attacked by the creatures outside her window, resulting with an inexplainable lump on her neck. Scott Snyder’s Wytches #2 is as engaging as as ever.

Be careful what you wish for. The theme is reinforced with the opening of Charlie’s children’s book, a seemingly benign message that takes a darker context with the matter of pledges, human sacrifices given in exchange for a fulfillment of a desires. It is the first of many admirably seamless scene transitions. A comforting bond of caring between the man and his best friend guides the audience back into the darkness, where a young girl bleeds in her own house, attacked by a monster from the trees. Parental love is shown in its sympathetically anguished beauty. Relationships are one of the many strong points of this comic, exploring the layers of personality between characters. Sail’s acquaintance with a classmate is given a chance to grow, her mother’s backstory poses more mystery, and Uncle Reggie is given more development. Its illustrations are aesthetically pleasing, making the supernatural monsters a visceral contrast. The splattered paint layered over the images is a detail reminiscent of blood, an artistically atmospheric detail. Charlie, Reggie, Lucy, and Sail have everyman qualities that make their struggles so personally relatable and frightening. I enjoyed the twists offered up, deepening the mystery of what exactly is hunting the girl. The dialogue is rings true, the pacing is strong, and a more grounded sense of reality interrupted is displayed. There is less dramatic intensity here than in the first issue, but the trade off offers a creepy build up from beginning to end.


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