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Profane review — Murder-mystery meets meta storytelling

Profane review — Murder-mystery meets meta storytelling

Fictional detectives seem to have it all figured out. No matter how seemingly impossible the case, they manage to find the right clue at the right time, which leads them to a conclusion that often seems obvious in hindsight, all within a neatly-paced story that wraps things up on a high note before the reader grows sick of it. The killer is caught, the detective is a hero, and the author begins formulating the next mystery. But what happens when the victim is the author? That’s exactly the dilemma titular detective Will Profane finds himself facing in Peter Milligan’s Profane. 

*Mild spoilers ahead for Profane issues #1-5*

The story starts out familiarly enough. Detective Will Profane enters the home of an unidentified individual, providing just enough context through his internal monologue to reveal that this mystery person is dead. Just as he comes upon what can only be assumed is the victim’s body, he suddenly finds himself sitting in his favorite bar, ordering another whiskey with absolutely no recollection of how or when he arrived there. He tries to remember, but to his dismay, he finds that he’s unable to recall anything. A beautiful woman he meets at the bar offers a distraction for his distress, though he tells himself to “Show a little willpower” as “Now is no time to be messing around with beautiful women.” So naturally, he finds himself in bed with her, his inner dialogue continuing to explain how this is a character flaw of his, as if he has no control over it. Something I’ll come back to in a bit.

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