3 out of 5
Collected from Dark Horse Presents, Dog and PizzaBoy solely exist, it would seem, to tell us a story. They face the reader; they sit in an office that’s dolled up like that of a P.I.’s – a mood that Dog perpetuates by wearing trenchcoats, gun holsters, and, in the last chapter, actually investigating something – but otherwise, in some kind of circular logic, we’re told that this little band of werewolf, demon, and pizza boy saved the world, and then Dark Horse wrote them a check. So that we can hear the tale…? Well, maybe some day, like in their graphic novel that preceded this. Otherwise, Dog will just tell us his origin, which amounts to: born as a werewolf a long time ago. He grew up, fought some Nazis, and now he keeps other other-worldly types in line.
This offhand description is very in line with Filipe Melo’s writing style, which has Dog constantly rerouting his tale unbelievably and stuffing in “Sporty Cola” branding. He reads his own comic; he signs it at a comic convention. But rather than come across as forced cheekiness, the flippant presentation works in the story’s benefit, as it’s all rather generic otherwise and the undercurrent of “I’d rather be doing something besides telling this tale” humor keeps you chuckling.
Juan Cavia bulbous figurework props things up further, taking very cinematic angles for the embellished recollection. While the bits and bobs of story are, overall, slight, they do function as quite the interest-piquer for the accompanying graphic novel.