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What is waiting for me on the other side of exams?

KILLER FUCKIN’ COCKROACHES.

Vertigo’s The Exterminators has issued its final tradie in a 30-issue series. After waiting nearly two years to close this story, I’m saving it as my post-exam reward.

I’m not sure how I feel about this final cover by Tony Moore; it feels a little too rendered, and not entirely representative of some of his more amazing pieces. But how could I not love a guy who lists his hobbies as “watching horror movies, getting fat, sleeping, and “maintaining” this crappy website”? We have way too much in common.

In other awesome news, apparently the production team behind Dexter, the show about a serial killer with a heart of gold, is going to bring The Exterminators to the small screen. Like the comic, the television series will “revolve around the Bug-Be-Gone crew, an extended dysfunctional family of exterminators whose greatest enemies aren’t the insects and rodents they meet and kill on a daily basis but rather their own self doubts, vices and inner demons.”

I’m pretty sure that there is no possible way this combination will be anything less than radical, but I can’t help but wonder if this blurb means that the show won’t incorporate the book’s more wildly sci-fi/fantasy tangents. It would definitely be a neater, tighter story better-suited to television without the weirder elements; the grimy depiction of the depths of the human condition set against the death throes of urban living would make for compelling viewing. Indeed, the storyline’s heavy reliance on the occult has the potential to translate into a ridiculously cheesy TV show — although without it, it just won’t be the same. But I should probably reserve judgement ‘til I get my grubby little hands on the final bit of the story.