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I've Hated It Here

(Sound: 'Leave You Far Behind' by Lunatic Calm)

A friend of mine was studying the journalism syllabus of her mass communications course when I first lent her my copies of Warren Ellis and Darick Robertson's Transmetropolitan. This isn't an accurate quote but I believe she called it something along the lines of "fucking brilliant". She, in turn, lent some of my copies to her lecturer who was equally impressed. As has been anyone I know who's ever read the series. Transmet is coming to an end with issue 60 this week and looking back, I think my friend pretty much hit the mark - fucking brilliant.

Since the late 90's, Transmetropolitan has been one of the few comics that I've been religiously following every month (the Marvel Knights' relaunch of Daredevil's the only other I can think of). At the time, I had just started to get experimental with my comics. Most superhero books had gotten stale for me and I had already begun to read independent titles from the likes of Oni Press so intelligent content in comics was something I was starting to expect. It was almost as if on cue that around that time, I had to stumble upon Transmet while browsing the comics at Borders. My first fix was Lust For Life, the second trade paperback of the series which got me buying the single issues and till today, I've yet to miss an ish.

Since it's debut, Transmet's been given the good word from everyone from writers (Michael Moorcock) to actors (Patrick Stewart) to musicians (Corey Taylor from Slipknot) to the popular press (SPIN) so there's really nothing I can say that hasn't been said before and said better. Instead I'll just do what I've been doing all this while: lending out my copies of Transmet and waiting for those two words - fucking brilliant.

(c) Wayne Ree, 26/09/02