While waiting for the third movie to start, ridiculously late last night, I made kind of a cardinal mistake. If I believed for an instant there would be a fourth Horrorfest, despite the missed timing, horrible scheduling of the movies over the course of this weekend and the next week, and the single digit attendance numbers yesterday, I would make a point of being at the beginning or in the middle of a long book during that weekend. Because now I have to take that much extra time to write a thoughtful book review, too? We’re taking eight movies in three days, you know! (Though it remains to be seen if that’s true, with special thanks due once again to the Fest’s carefully planned-for-maximal-uselessness screening schedule.)
But since the book in question is the fourth volume of the Lucifer series, I do have to be thoughtful after all. Dammit. The Divine Comedy takes a lot of elements of the story so far and resolves them. I mean, with a vengeance. There are maybe three things that are different from before the start of the story. They’re major things, but there are only three things! Given such an aggressive trimming schedule, I look forward to what will happen next. I am pretty sure that God still has a problem with Lucifer, and the archangel Michael is about to embark on a pretty impressive story arc. But beyond that, I have almost no guesses.
A thing that interests me about Gaiman’s Sandman world that this is drawn from: no Jesus. I mean, he is referenced in the vernacular on a regular basis, but, strangely for a series as steeped in religion as Sandman is, and much moreso for the Heaven-and-Hell-centric Lucifer series, Jesus does not show up as a character in any way. I have to imagine it’s really related to DC comics being worried about horrible press, but I’d like to catch wind of an in-story explanation. His absence is downright conspicuous.