Halloween Week 2011: Blood on Black Satin
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While the previous two posts were a full summary of a complete limited series, this entry will focus more on the writing and the artwork. I'm totally not being lazy here. Really.

Almost like a movie!

This is Blood on Black Satin, written by Doug Moench, with beautiful artwork by Paul Gulacy.

One handed driving is not advisable during a storm.

Malcolm Avery is a reporter for the London Times. Heather McKinnon, a friend, sent him a letter asking him to come to the town of Middlesex. Once he arrives there, he notices things aren't quite right.

Comedy riders, awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

He arrives in town and is greeted by the boobs er, I mean the locals.

Goddamn LARPers!

They're celebrating All Hallows Eve - the only time in the year that they can "get loose". After some trouble with the locals, who seem to think the McKinnons are crazy, he manages to find their home and finds out the town's story.

Let me dance the dance of my peoples

Yep, satanist cults. Funny how Britain was infested with them, eh? Anyway, a dead ringer for Simon Whately showed up a month prior to the festival, and organized it, so he's either a descendant... or something worse. The McKinnons are direct descendents of the judge that executed him two hundred years earlier. Jock McGinnon (yes, that's his name) gives him the keys to the library so he can see for himself:

What did we say about smoking in the library?

He goes back to the library only to find Jock dead, and the killer tries to get him too, but Heather saves him. They both go to the courthouse, where they find a hidden crypt containing Whately's body buried along with his followers. And they find their proof:

Do I make you horny, baby?
Little known fact, druids were a plague in ancient times.

And that's all I'll post from the story. There's still a good chunk of the story left, and the ending, which is quite surprising. The story feels less like a comic and more like a movie; the perspectives used in the artwork really sells it. And the dialogue, even if it sounds corny these days, fits the mood perfectly. I half expected this to have been turned into a movie in those days, but I found no trace of that ever happening. I wish I could post this in its entirety, but self-imposed rules are rules.

This story was originally published in Eerie issues #109 to #111, from February to June 1980. These scans are form Nightmares by Eclipse Comics, which reprinted the story in its entirety in 1985.

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