1 out of 5

Woof.  I am loving the concept, here – a Tales from the Crypt frame, presented by the zombified Die-rector, with an accompanying 7″ vinyl “soundtrack” to complement publisher Waxwork Records’ already prestigious vinyl catalogue – but the actual content is an embarassing dump.

Even with a higher profile name attached – Donny Cates – his opening tale of an invisible, killer wolf reads like a story scribbled on the back of a stained bar napkin, then forced into a fax for Waxwork’s editors to transcribe.  Similarly high profile letterer Rachel Deering then loosely doodles her bubbles onto the page, perhaps hoping the notebook-looking style will cover up for the silly story, and artist Marty Davis over-emotes, hits odd action beats, and tries too hard with the layouts, creating an overall disconnect with whatever there was of a story.

And yet, this is better than the zombie plague mishap of Time Capsule, written by Rami Sharkey.  Murky colors (Mike Spicer), flat, no-sense-of-space or pacing pencils (Christian Dibari), and a script that’s so excited to get to its admittedly novel twist that it forgets to include a compelling story or characters leading to that twist.  These are decidedly unentertaining pages.

The fake movie posters introducing each story (and the die-rector pages) are once again great, though.

At least the crap quality is consistent…?