

Let's just say the gold is guarded by a striking mashup of siren, mermaid, leviathan, Lovecraftian horror, and carnage ensues. Once out on the water, things start to go badly for this motley crew. A disreputable group of sailors and divers joins forces with some criminal backers to fund an expedition to retrieve the gold. Set in 1926, the plot concerns the hunt for a WWI German submarine thought to have been lost in the Atlantic with a cargo of gold bars. I don't generally go for horror comics, but I liked the creators' last book (Road of Bones) quite a bit and thought this one looked pretty good too. An intriguing one, at first at least, but an intriguing failure. So much so that, when someone does something and gets the to do something else and everyone joins in, it's just an incoherent mess, passing as a horror comic. Unfortunately, it has that in lieu of clarity – the characters are grim types that are very hard to differentiate, and that's when they're top-side, and before the six of them suddenly become thirty from one panel to the next. One thing that doesn't seem cheap here is the artwork, which has a suitably dark mood to it, especially down in the depths. Is she just his PTSD talking? Or is there something unexpected down there, between them and their prize? Or will they just top each other off in the usual bickering that stands for conflict in more cheaply-realised comics? Only, if you believe one of the people on board, she seems protected by a giant mermaid – a mermaid he saw when his own boat faced war damage. Some old tars and some land-lubbers are together on a boat off North America, trying to get a fortune in gold bars off a German WWI submarine precariously perched on the seabed below.
