Sandman : World's End Volume 8 Paperback
by Neil Gaiman
In this new edition collecting THE SANDMAN #51-56, two wayward compatriots trapped in a "reality storm" are entertained by myths of sea creatures, dreaming cities, ancient kings, funerals and moralistic hangmen.
- Format: Paperback
- Pages: 168 pages, black & white illustrations, colour illustrations, black & white line drawings, colour li
- Publisher: DC Comics
- Publication Date: 22/02/2012
- Category: Fantasy
- ISBN: 9781401234027
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Review by GingerbreadMan
A large group of people, from different times, places and realities, find themselves caught up in storms and disasters. They each find a refuge in the inn at the World’s End. Here they swap stories to pass the time until the weather clears. But what sort of event could create a storm all across reality?I remember this as one of the weaker volumes – I think I’ve only read it once before, even. Rereading it now I can’t quite understand why. Possible because the book is a pause in the big story arc of Sandman (even though there are, as usual, important pieces to the big story here too), or because I read it out of order. Or perhaps, and this is more important, for being a book about storytelling, it has a rather irreverend way of looking at them. Most of these tales don’t end with bangs or final twists, but kind of halt at a point where they point forward. Their stories aren’t ended, merely halted, like their lives, and like the role of the inn itself this stormy night. And indeed, like the role of this book, an intermission in the big arc of Morpheus. I think I felt, the first time around, that many of these stories could’ve been better. Now I kind of enjoy how they fizzle out.This is still not one of my absolute favorites of the series, but it’s pretty damn impressive as a structure, with it’s Russian doll theme of stories within stories, and it’s playing on it’s theme of the halt, the wait, the pause for thought. It’s also the best looking Sandman book yet!
Review by DeltaQueen50
The eighth volume of The Sandman is called World’s End. It consists of a series of short stories, each told by a different characters, but all blending and weaving together to make this volume very thought provoking. Although Morpheus isn’t a major character in this book, you can feel his touch throughout the stories. In each story we meet someone who has appeared in the series before, at times I felt this was a curtain call for the various personalities.Somewhere where reality meets the imagination lies an inn called Worlds’ End. This inn is the meeting place for creatures from many different worlds that have been caught up in a storm and while they take shelter they pass the time by telling stories. At the climax of the reality storm, the travellers see a change in the sky and then a funeral procession, obviously led by Morpheus goes by. A closed coffin is carried by and many familiar and strange mourners are part of the procession. But who has died? Perhaps it is the knowledge that this the series is turning toward the end, but I felt this volume very much was a harbinger of what is to come in the final volumes. I am very sad that this well crafted series is ending but how Neil Gaiman goes about finishing it has my anticipation level rising.
Review by catfantastic
Brant and Charlene are driving to Chicago when they get caught in a freak snowstorm in June and crash. They find themselves stranded at the Inn at World's End with travelers from all different worlds, who were likewise caught in freak storms. The innkeeper explains it as a reality storm. To pass the time, the various travelers tell stories. There is the story of a man who stumbled into the dreams of a city (this may have been my favourite, it reminded me of Fritz Leiber's <i>Our Lady of Darkness</i>). There is the story of the faerie Cluracan, (the brother of Morpheus's servant Nuala) and his mission for Queen Mab/Titania. There is the story of a ship's hand, and the story of the perfect President. There is the story of the city where everyone is a mortician, and they study all the different burial traditions of the world. And within these stories are more stories, and stories within those . . .An engrossing read. And the end is just . . . wow. I really felt like I was seeing the giant procession across the sky through Brant Tucker's eyes.