I just finished up a review for Vertigo’s The Vinyl Underground: Pretty Dead Things. Hit the jump for a taste and link to the Girls Entertainment Network for the full review.

Premise: Tabloid darling Morrison “Moz” Shepherd used to live the wild life. Now he saves lives, by cracking the U.K.’s most dangerous occult crimes. But even Moz’s wasted youth couldn’t prepare him for the snuff film he’s just uncovered – a cocktail of sex, drugs, magic and murders stronger than anything he’s ever seen.

A hedonistic cult and a rouge M16 operative have joined forces, dosing beautiful women with a drug so potent they literally love themselves to death. To solve the case and save the girls, Moz will take a terrifying journey though is checkered past – while his friends fend off terrorist attacks on London with Moz’s own fingerprints all over them. Can they defuse this love bomb before the city goes up in smoke?

Review: The final pages of Pretty Dead Things leaves me severely conflicted. Part of me feels that the book was a triumph – a perfect blend of crime, sex and intrigue – but the other part of me was so disappointed in the big reveal that I felt it a slap in the face. You know what they say – the higher they rise the harder they fall.

Click here for the full review.

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