THE RENOVATED HOUSE of HATCH / DRACULA has STOLEN my ARSE

The RENOVATED HOUSE of HATCH / DRACULA HAS STOLEN MY ARSE

56 pages / 32 pages   £8.50 (UK ONLY) Buy here

 

Think of all the great houses that have lined the gilded streets of literature through the ages - Dostoevsky's The House of the Dead, Bleak House, the Cider House out of The Cider House Rules, the House of Usher, Slaughterhouse Five, and The Little House on the Prairie. No doubt there are others.

Now take that list and write it out again, but leave room at the bottom for one more house: The House of Hatch!

Built on the solid foundations of "Too Tall" Paul Hatcher's seminal mini-comics The House of Hatch and The Red Bus, with several new features designed to appeal to the modern graphical property magnate, this home of multiple hilarity is sure to put a roof of contentment over your head and leave you feeling fully furnished, if you know what I mean.

Fixtures and fittings include:

• Hatcher stalwart Sigmund Spassky, in his comics debut!
• Planetary romance!
• Invisible football!
• Hatcher stalwart Barry the Alien!
• Autobiographical episodes!
• Quickfire gags and one-page wonders!
• Hatcher stalwart The Mekon off of Dan Dare!
• Psychedelic dinosaurs!
• Famous robots!
• Hatcher stalwart Paul Hatcher!

All this plus a lush full-colour cover and commentary and reflection from Paul himself, or someone claiming to be Paul and doing a good enough job that it makes no odds. Take a fat sniff of this hand-picked bouquet of Hatcher's mini-comic masterworks, and soak in the luxury of all-new creations that demonstrate he's still got it, in case you were wondering. You deserve it! Paul deserves it! And destiny demands it!

But don't wander off just yet! Because there's an annex to the House of Hatch, a granny annex of sheer terror where lurks the famed vampire lord Count Dracula, along with his crudely drawn cohort, in Dracula Has Stolen My Arse, a compendium of one-panel gags drawn in cheap biro on company time by reclusive dilettante Herbert van Thal, probably no relation to the esteemed editor of the Pan Books of Horror. Never intended to be published or viewed by human eyes, though much of the content was previously available on DeviantArt, this is a pocket-sized catalogue of errors and terrors that you'll be getting either way, so you might as well get used to the idea.

Two comics in a resealable bag pretty much sums this one up.