Short yet terrific

For someone who lives in Portugal, comics are very hard to get. And you know that if you miss 3 issues of, say, “The Uncanny X-Men”, you´re bound to be completley lost (and things most probably have gotten worse). Thank Jar Jar for stand alone books! This, along with “Justice League International: A New Begining” and the usual suspects (Frank Miller, Alan Moore et al) is one of my favourite books ever.
The story is about Sexton Furnival, your average 90´s slacker who wants to commit suicide for no particular reason..until he finds a girl who thinks she´s Death on a garbage dump. It all gets weirder from then on...
The girl is, indeed, Death. And she´s also one of the greatest fictional characters I´ve ever seen: it takes a real genius like Gaiman to turn the traditional Grim Reaper image we have of Death into this lovable, funny person who is the main star of this book.
It´s completley incomprehensible why this is part of Vertigo (DCs´ line for mature readers). Heck, it´s impossible to understand why most Sandman stories are part of Vertigo, but this is definitivley one of the sweetest, most entertaining stories I´ve ever read, without losing any of its´ inteligence.
There´s also an introduction by Tori Amos (i´ll let that one slide...) and a short segement about safe sex which had me laughing out loud the whole way through... I can recomend this one to just about everyone, basically.