By Ahmad Chaudhary

It’s been awhile since I read this book, probably close to two months. Since then I’ve seen Feist again – not that you care, mind you, but I did so I thought I’d let you know. I’ve also managed to stumble through the six-hundred-plus page mass-market paperback version of Homicide: Life on the Killing Streets by David Simon. It was pretty fitting I read that just after Johnny the Homicidal Maniac: Director’s Cut, since they’re both focused on, believe it or not, homicide. Since the season of Halloween and associated macabre is upon us, it also works that this was finished when it was.

Initially, I swayed from writing the JTHM review then because I wasn’t sure what I thought of the book. It made me wince more than once; although the characters are crudely designed, in black and white, it should have made the murders seem more distant and removed from my own safe and cushy Nerf life. And then, all of a sudden, somewhere around a quarter of my way through the book, it became outright hilarious. It had me laughing hysterically. If you think I’m weird and a little psycho to find the following hilarious, reserve your judgment until you’ve finished the book. Continue reading “Johnny the Homicidal Maniac”