Come with me on a little trip into backwater America. We’ll go on a fun filled journey full of Satanists, book burnings, drunken, abusive psychos, and incest that will leave you clamoring for any possible way back to civilization. Matt Murdock (a.k.a. Daredevil) has taken a case in a rural town in Alabama known as Redemption Valley and has gotten into a lot more than he bargained for. The accused is a young boy, his girlfriend, and her simpleton brother who were rather punkish and listened to loud music. So naturally, when a kid is found dead; the town labels the three as Satanists and accuses them with the murder. But there is a lot more sinister and disgusting things going on beneath the surface of this redneck outpost for fervent ignorance.

This story encased in the beloved comics is simply excellent. Sure it is violent and makes you want to take a shower after you read it, but it is also a believable and superb murder mystery. Its disgustingness comes out of a stagnant humanity, and that is perhaps why it is so intriguing and disturbing. Writer David Hinds story could have been told in many different forms, and is truly believable enough that he doesn’t need to use Daredevil. However, the depth that Hind creates with Daredevil’s perception and ability to whiteness the darker side of things and Daredevil’s own internal conflict that arises from his own abusive father show that Hind really knows what he is doing. The art, by Michael Gaydos, is extremely sketchy and is often more shadow than anything else, but it fits perfectly with the dark and grimy feel of the story.

Man, there are some people in this comic that really deserve to get what’s coming to them, and for that reason more than any other, I can’t wait for the last two issues of this mini series. I know that there has to be some twist coming as well, but I have no idea what that is. But after I read it, I’m going to say, “I called it! I knew it right when I saw that guy. Totally saw that coming.” You should pick up this comic so that you too can seem like you know what you’re talking about.

-Fumanchu