I was no more able to resist the sweet charm and allure of Gaiman's Death when she was introduced in Sandman all those years ago, than any other impressionable young person in their late teens, but now I'm older and it seems to me that the real lesson of this incarnation is that it doesn't matter how Death is presented - as a grim hooded figure or an adorable goth - they're coming just the same, so why not make them someone friendly and nice?

This collection actually includes two stories I hadn't read before, so that was nice. otherwise it's a quirky, atmospheric, thoughtful, sometimes chilling collection about life and death and Death and love and how one gives value to the others. That may not be our ideal vision of how things should work, but it is how it is, so it's as good a way of going forward as any. Great art, particularly Chris Bachalo's in the two mini-series. I remember the second one in particular taking ages and ages to come out, but here it is, and totally worth it.