Page 45 Review by Stephen
Page 45 Comicbook Of The Month April 2026.
The finest work from the Laphams since early STRAY BULLETS.
1985. Jennnifer End is in love with Angelo Rodriguez. He isn't white.
Jen's fired up the internet to land on her brother's home-page.
"Welcome to The End family, Mrs Rodriguez."
"What is this racist garbage?"
"My Dad's a huge racist. My Mom's a church-going racist. I guess I'm a born and raised racist, too... But the problem right now is my brother, Jack. He's a Nazi racist skinhead who runs a group called The Freedom Knights. Only now he's expanding his group.
"They're here. All these neo-Nazis are here right now!"
They're in deep trouble. Self-righteous skinheads spoiling for a fight are pouring onto the sleepy Oceanside beach island in droves, picking fights with black store owners, women and their boyfriends, retired soldiers, even police officers; and incendiary Jack End, furious at his sister, is at their fore.
Worse still, police officers are complacently underestimating the neo-Nazis' volatile contempt, and have yet to call the National Guard. Good job there's a reunion of armed and able veterans who know exactly who they fought against in the last world war. Or is it? They've just seen one of their own go down, and their charismatic, equally itchy leader isn't about to let the skinheads off the island before he's found and personally punished the scum responsible. Time to blow up the causeway, I guess.
This full-on conflagration is far more complex than I can convey in 2,200 characters. Take the End family whose father despises his son's neo-Nazi allegiances on account of his own Dad fighting in WWII, yet he owns Himmler's luger, beats his wife bloody, and fuelled his son's racism with his own flailing, drunken diatribes against outsiders, insiders, everyone.. As to Jen... well, she said it. You're going to wince throughout, but that's what makes this so brilliant: you will care. And now, so does she.
Indoctrination of the nation: this is how it happens, and all before the sorry existence of deeply unsocial media. Stunning WWII flashbacks embellished by Scorpio Steele which directly inform its highly combustible present.
