Believe me when I tell you that, unless you’ve read Alan Moore’s Swamp Thing, you have not read a book like Alan Moore’s Swamp Thing. It’s a testament to the quality that it still holds up as such. It’s the words which give you the creeps and make your skin crawl – ideas and suggestions which are at once grossly fascinating and genuinely terrifying. Although there is some disturbing imagery – superbly rendered by artist Stephen Bissette and John Totleben – most of it is relatively dignified and restrained. Swamp Thing is a horror comic book, but not in the sort of crass manner you might expect from a series featuring a gigantic vegetable man as a lead character, encountering vampires and werewolves and such. The bulk of the issues collected here can be slotted into a mega-arc called American Gothic, a sinister road- (or plant-) trip through modern America, with a chain-smoking English man who bares a remarkable resemblance to Sting as a guide. Having spent the early part of his run redefining the character (Swamp Thing was not a human in vegetable form, he was a vegetable who thought he was human), here Moore decides to tell a wider story. – Richard Deal and Swamp Thing, Strange Fruit The pattern… you laid down so long ago… grown into a maze… that traps the living… You… are… there… already… All of you… You must break… this terrible cycle.
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