There's a plague of vampires in Philly. At their head: John Adams. He's resolved to fix America, and his own place in history, and he's got the undead army to do it. The timing of the collection's release, right after a massed viewing of Hamilton, probably doesn't help that sound like a serious pitch; still, it was Barnes' sixth viewing of the play that inspired this, and it includes a lovely little scene of Adams himself watching the show. I'm in an unusual position with Adams, in that British history classes tend to move on from the American Revolution after the ingrate colonials inexplicably succeed, so much of my sense of the Founding Fathers comes from the HBO miniseries John Adams, which I watched because at that point I'd try pretty much anything from HBO, and which I've only with hindsight realised was revisionist. So even if Adams here looks more John Malkovich than Paul Giamatti, I suspect I lose some of the intended incongruity.
Working against Adams: the young man who comes back to town after the cop father he never saw eye to eye with dies, only to find that death doesn't actually mean he's rid of the old man yet. The pathologist who's likewise finding her bodies a lot more active lately. And a rogue vampire convinced that Adams, for all his noble rhetoric, is just repeating the errors of the past (though his own ideology sounds a lot like the kind of anarchism I'm never convinced would work with large groups of humans, let alone once you introduce an even more predatory species into the mix). And in time, other allies too; I wonder if one day Killadelphia will be regarded as a historical break point, the last time a story by a black American writer treated the use of military hardware by the police department as a good development? Which is not in any way to cast aspersions, I should add - Jordan Peele provides the front cover recommendation, and if ever there were a name one should trust on this sort of territory...
I don't really know Rodney Barnes' screen work, but I have read his Marvel stuff, from which this seemed a definite step up. The real revelation, though, was the art by Jason Shawn Alexander. It's a little Dave McKean, a lot Ray Fawkes, and perfect for immersing the reader both in this declining city and the outbreaks of bloody chaos, yet then lightening up for the flashbacks and the moments of human connection.
(Edelweiss ARC)