Fell is called upon to join the three and a half detectives manning Snowtown’s precinct (one detective has no legs) to bring some semblance of order to the chaotic world. Just across the river from a glitzy modern city, the whole of Snowtown is on the wrong side of the tracks. With violence commonplace, the residents protect their own using a symbol as talisman, a red S crossed out.
Fell goes above and beyond to make the world a marginally better place, solving cases with powers of deduction and reasoning like a veritable Sherlock Holmes with a digital camera. Each issue is a self-contained story, where he works a case. The series ends abruptly, and it feels like there is a lot of untold stories, espeially the creepy recurring nun with a Nixon mask.
The entire feel of the comic is very noir, with most scenes set at either twilight or night, and stories involving the seedy underbelly. I wish Warren Ellis would return to this series and take it to a logical conclusion, Fell deserves that.
An excellent, albeit short read.