After a much shorter hiatus than that between Dallas and Hotel Oblivion, the UA is back with a spin-off! This time sans mainstay artist Ba, and with Way's Killjoys cowriter Simon. Does it compare favorably to the three series that came before it? The short answer: Ehhhhhh...sorta.
Taking place some time before Apocalypse Suite, Klaus, 18, gets kicked out the family home for his drug-addled shenanigans (and perceived influence on his siblings). He drifts into Hollywood with a drug-dealing vampire chimp called "The Shivers" after him for stolen drugs. Faster than you can say Sunset Boulevard, he shacks up with a has-been actress named Vivian Clarke who trades him smack in exchange for using his powers to harness the acting talents of long-dead Hollywood stars. With the Shivers closing in however, and Viv manifesting a hitherto unkown dark side, it isn't long before the walls begin to close in on our gaunt hero!
Now, for long-time fans of the series, I feel there's a lot to dig here. You get a fair bit of insight into Klaus, especially into how awful a dad Hargreeves was. There's some universe-expanding stuff, such as Klaus's regular visits to the Void (Think the UA version of Purgatory). Plus, while I didn't necessarily feel like they all fit, much of the supporting cast are entertaining characters in their own right. Except for Sage. Rarely does a character so annoy me with how oaf-ish and pointless they seem to be.
On that note, where this tale falters for me in the main, is in meaning much. There's a lot of disparate elements in it, which isn't new when it comes to UA, but didn't quite gel for me in this arc. Vampire underworlds, Gaiman-esque cliques of pop-culture gods, and secret demon identities abound. I kept finding myself thinking they were really nailing that old-school Vertigo comic feeling...and at other times lamenting how hard they seemed to be trying to nail that feeling. UA was born out of Grant Morrison/Vertigo-worship, but also came out at a time where I personally felt the market was starved for those kind of comics. A decade later, after who knows how many supernatural detective comics, YLLD spinning Klaus into ironic Hellblazer for the Hollywood crowd feels pretty far from novel. Especially when most of the character arcs feel more akin to extended jokes than genuine transformative experiences.
On the art front, Culbard has his moments. While very different from Ba, I found Culbard's style worked well for the LA setting, and Klaus's POV. Less so when most any action occurred. More than once a character would be reacting in shock to Klaus's powers, or lashing out, or killing another character, and I was left kinda like "What?!" about the panel. On the flipside, I think the book owes Culbard for his talent with facial expressions. I'm not sure I would have found the characters populating this book half so compelling if not for how much personality Culbard imbued their faces with. Still, definitely preferred his work in Everything. I think surreal scifi/horror may be a better fit than supernatural sorta-superhero books for this guy's work.
All in all, a fun, but perhaps unnecessary spin-off. If you're a diehard fan of the main series, and a Klaus fan, you could do worse. Hell, you might even eat it up and wish there was more. At the least the book won't insult your intelligence, and is entertaining. I just wish it were a meal of more substance. If I'm cynical it feels a bit like a pitch for giving Klaus his own ongoing supernatural detective series. Truly, I hope that doesn't come to pass. Or if it does, I hope that Way and Simon spend a LOT of time asking themselves why they want to tell that kind of story, rather than embarking on it as a seeming lark.