Love And Rockets (Palomar & Luba vol 2): Human Diastrophism back

There's a serial killer in town. We know from the off whodunnit and all that's left is a slow, sickly crawl to his capture, hoping that there will be no more victims. He's part of an archaeological dig on the outskirts of Palomar, the same team that brings lovers new and old to some of the residents. Gilbert is never one to give you a single plot when five will do, so we see Tonanzin, sultry, easily led, convinced that the world is ending. Her head is full of a garbled political jumble as she mutters words about a coming nuclear holocaust, leading to a conclusion that still chokes me up now. The story should be chaos (hunt for the killer, romance, infidelity, artistic awakening). You can feel the heat and the craziness that infects the town, but he manages to keep it all together showing you family and friends, loves and disagreements so that you know and understand everyone. There's a humid, sticky atmosphere as the black stormcloud of the ending looms into view.

This comes with the highest possible recommendation.