I cried. And not because it was the last issue, either. Though I am quite sad to see this comic book go. Fortunately, there's every indication that Mike Carey and Peter Gross intend to come back to it. Unfortunately, when I told the lovely Sonia at The Great Escape that I was sad that this was the last issue, she responded by saying that she was sad that it hadn't sold better. Maybe that's just a local thing...but I doubt it. And since the latest sales figure I could find indicated that issue #4 of The Highest House sold only 3,509 copies, I think that it probably wasn't just a local aberration.
Sigh.
This comic book was so good. Superior quality production values. Superb writing. Excellent art. Everything you could possibly want from a comic book...and in an extra-big size that made it much easier to appreciate the art. It was $4.99 an issue, and maybe that was a factor...but I am pretty fuckin' frugal, and rarely even buy $3.99 comic books, but I was more than happy to put my $4.99 down for each and every issue of this comic book...even when I knew that I would be able to scoop them up on Comixology for $1.99 an issue if I just waited a minute.
Sigh.
I think I'm going to buy a copy of the collected edition when it comes out. Just because. I might even buy a couple of them, just so I can give them to some other folks and try to spread the word a bit.
But here's the thing: so many comic books are just shit, you know? And something comes along that is really, really good, and it's just a commercial failure. Where do you go from there? Why are people more interested in seeing who Spider-Man or Batman punches in the face this month than in a moving story of a boy who becomes a slave who becomes...something else?
I don't know.
But I sure wish you'd go out and buy a copy of this comic book.
Fuuuuuuuuuck.
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