Thursday, July 15, 2010


The brainchild of an absolutely brilliant creative team, Bloody-Disgusting is presenting their first ever comic mini-series, "Late Sunsets, Early Sunrises". Writer/creator Theo Scheresky (Bloody Disgusting’s very own Graphic Content Editor THEoDEAD)and artist Idiceanu Mihai use their talents to tell a story of "death, damnation, and a man's struggle to recapture not only his lost love, but his own humanity" (B-D).

Thanks to Kristy Jett and the other folks at The Blood Sprayer, I've been given the opportunity to be connected with Theo Scheresky and I've been lucky enough to see an exclusive look at the finished project. The upcoming series will be comprised of 6-issues, and let me tell you's going to be big.

Late Sunsets, Early Sunrises never holds back and contains an attribute for every horror lover (regardless of genre preference) to obsess over. Vampires, post-apocolyptic wastelands, murder, revenge, gangsters, brutal battles, and a main character the reader will absolutely adore, help to make this one of the more interesting and creative horror comics I've read in quite some time. Scheresky is remarkably talented in creating a story that is captivating, exhilarating, and down-right fantastic. However, the brilliance of the story cannot be over-shined or overshadowed by Mihai's absolutely breathtaking artwork. This doesn't look like your typical comic book, and it definitely doesn't feel like the ordinary story either. I'm not going to give a full review until it is released, but trust me when I say that Late Sunsets, Early Sunrises is a solid investment

According to Scheresky: "This story has a message to convey, and not your typical story of "eternal unflinching love that you'll never find" like Twilight. This is a real message, a warning that people should hear and heed to." According to Bloody-Disgusting: "Set in a time in the not so distant future where most of the planet has been ravaged by World War 3 and the resulting nuclear fallout. Much of the planet is left barren and uninhabitable, and those that were 'lucky' enough to make it out of the cities that were touched by the ash are burnt, deformed, or worse.

There are no governments, no rulers, no presidents, no politicians or principalities. Rape, robbery, and murder are no longer just fears in the back of one's mind but morbid guarantees to those that do not protect themselves accordingly. The only rules are those set forth by those that have the most drugs, and as a result, the most money.

One such man is The Don. A man who controls the mostly dead remains of the graveyard that used to be Vegas. Everything and everyone in the town of 'Lost Vegas' is owned by The Don and his men: the psychotic rockabilly punk Viggy, the hulking muscle Butch, and the quiet beautiful man named Angel Eyes. Together these men keep the inhabitants of Lost Vegas controlled with heroine and the threat of an execution order with your name on it. Seemingly the only weakness in The Don's armor is his wife, Meghan. Beautiful and as majestic to the world now as a cold soda or a warm bath, Meghan is seemingly one of the few untainted and untarnished creatures left in Lost Vegas.

Will Morris is the gardener of The Don's estate, a handsome and innocent young orphan who is simply trying to survive long enough to earn the money to run away to Missouri where people say that the air is good and the sounds of birds are not just recordings on the old videos. These are the things of Will’s dreams. That is until he sets eyes on Meghan, and she on him.

So sets the scene for the star-crossed love of two people born into a world that has forgotten the meaning of the word. A small piece of paper slipped under a door and sealed with a kiss that reads "Meet Me At The Ruby Slipper".

A bride dressed in her finest wedding gown in the back of a dimly lit strip club and a suitcase full of stolen cash. A gardener with just the clothes on his back. Together they race through the desert hand in hand towards Missouri, leaving Sin City behind to be together forever.

Until they are run off the dirt road by a black Cadillac and out steps a lover scorned and his men. The two are brutally beaten by The Don and his men and then forced to kneel at the barrel of a gun. The last thing that Will will ever see with his soul intact is the flash of red that exploded from the forehead of Meghan before the deafening sound of thunder that pulled the curtains down on his life echoed through the cascading red hills of the Nevada desert.

Will awakens face down in the sand. A smoking hole occupying the back of his scalp, but besides that no evidence of the events that occurred before he blacked out are visible. Adding to the confusion is the cabin standing against all reason before him, a thick cloud of dark smoke rising from its stack. The door is open. The Gardener stumbles into the house of The Hermit, a shriveled and tired looking old man who might have seen much in his time, but one could not tell with how deep his eyes have sunk back into his skull. He offers Will a seat with the reassuring calm of a grandfather offering the same to his grandchild.

Then the offer comes. The Hermit tells him that Meghan is dead, with the scorpions crawling up and down the very same curves that he once caressed beneath the sheets of his bed. According to The Hermit, The Gardener himself is dead as well, but there is a chance of that changing. IF he says yes that is.

The offer is this: take the lives of 99 evil men so that The Hermit may 'take what is rightfully' his and he will give Will back his dearly departed lover good as new. In order to carry out his end of the deal The Hermit promises that he will provide the young man with all the tools necessary. These are the stipulations and these are the rules. There is no negotiation nor is there room to question.

Will agrees. Will is damned.

So begins the story of death, damnation, and morality that is the final days of Will Morris' soul. For when he awakens Will is less of a man and more of a monster. A monster that cannot step into the sun directly without searing the flesh from his bones and boiling the impossibly stilled blood in his veins. A monster with a hunger for revenge and death that will stop at nothing until its debt is paid in full. A monster that becomes less human by the day, seeming to put a terrible deadline on Will’s contract.

It's time to go back to sin city. It's time to get revenge. It's time for blood to flow.

I've had the opportunity to not only see the finished product in its entirety, but I've been hearing little blips of what else the series is going to have in store. This, my friends, is a horror comic you absolutely cannot miss.

August 20th at the Fantasy Shop in St. Charles, MO at 5:00pm, there will be an official release party for the comic. It is a home town show for the writer/creator, and he will be there personally signing copies of Late Sunsets, Early Sunrises.

If you cannot attend the show, never fear! There are plenty of other opportunities to get your hands on this wonderful piece of work. is very excited to announce its first online comic series that will launch 100% FREE this August exclusively to Bloody Disgusting members.

2 comment(s):

Strange Kid said...

This... looks... AWESOME!

Seem 'ole B-D is moving up in the world. Watch out Fangoria!

B-Sol said...

I love B-D's comic book coverage, now I only wish they would dedicate a section to book books, and then all would be right in the universe.

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