Time to add a chilling premonition to the cremation style summer heatwave we're currently locked in, so let's head down to the Cavendish Coffin Company and see what all the fuss is! From the Dec. 1977 issue of The Unexpected #182.
Time to add a chilling premonition to the cremation style summer heatwave we're currently locked in, so let's head down to the Cavendish Coffin Company and see what all the fuss is! From the Dec. 1977 issue of The Unexpected #182.
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I'd like to see the Eerie Pubs version of this! Being post-code, all the gore is pretty tame; the woman's body is noted as bruised and battered but doesn't look it and I didn't actually notice Eddie's foreshadowing corpse was cut in half -- from the head down!
If this was Eerie there would be blood gushing out of the coffin and pooling on the floor!
This is very twilight-zone-y, I like it. A very "ghostly signalman" type story. The art is great as to be expected from DC post-codes, the expressions on page 3 are excellent, and even thought I'm not the biggest fan of crazy panels you have to appreciate the coffin shaped panels!
This is a modernized version of the old tale "Room for One More", unfortunately it turned into a pre Final Destination tale.
Another twist on this tale is a vampire is trying out her new coffin, only Bowers can see her and he ends up her late nite snack.
If I had woodworking skills I would avoid coffin making, some things are best left to the professionals.
Can't help but chuckle that the place Eddie works at is called Cavendish. Cavendish is a type of banana. Then again, where else would it be appropriate to go bananas at work. Guess they just make the coffins here. It's not a funeral parlor so bodies aren't supposed to be already in them at this point. The body of the woman is described as "bruised and battered" but she looks pretty good to me. I feel like Eddie needed more sympathetic bosses and coworkers though. The poor guy's having a nervous breakdown and nobody seems to truly care about him. Even when he accidentally kills himself, everyone at work just basically shrugs their shoulders after the shock wears off and talks smack about him. I also feel bad for him because the woman in the coffin is a future victim that he ends up unintentionally running over. It's like fate was trolling him.
I like the title treatment of this one. The lettering has a doodled, almost Schoolhouse Rock vibe that avoids the usual genre expressionism (which I also like, of course). Actually, if someone told me that they forgot to name this thing till twenty minutes before press time and the intern was tasked with slapping something together, well, I'd buy it. The tone is all wrong, too playful, a little bit wacky with its lowercase i's and tumbling is. It's more of an Electric Company looking title.
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