Ever since the final girl trope was born in the slashers of the 70’s and 80’s, critics have tried to understand its impact. Its steady evolution from victim to vanquisher, from scream queen to badass heroine, shows that horror, like any genre that lasts through the decades, can evolve. Women might still be stalked through their own horror movie scenario, but now they are at least self-aware enough to make smart decisions and even fight back against their attackers. Such are the final girls who live in and are trapped by Sacred Lamb (also, it’s a trade paperback by writer Tim Seely and illustrator Jelena Ðordevic-Maksimovic).
Sacred Lamb is the place social media
influencer Kellyn West finds herself after killing her stalker. She is sent to
Sacred Lambs, a sort of Final Girl witness protection program, in case her
stalker is the kind of killer that repeatedly rises from the dead and refuses
to stop adding to their body count. Kelly and the other women at Sacred Lambs
are told they are being kept within Sacred Lamb’s walls for their own good.
Then, it appears that a horde of killers are indeed rising from the grave, and
Sacred Lamb may soon become a slaughterhouse.
There are a lot of stories featuring final girls, and
even ones where final girls push back against the trope. Seely’s story,
however, is the most obvious metaphor for this trope, where women are literally
being imprisoned and being told that it’s to protect them and everyone around
them. However, the story can be hard to follow since the women, especially as
they are drawn by Ðordevic-Maksimovic, feel interchangeable. But this isn’t
necessarily a deep-thinking comic; Ðordevic-Maksimovic’s art might not offer
similar faces, but it also has a grittiness that lends itself to the story, one
soaked in blood and with a few sharp edges, particularly a sheriff’s armchair
psychoanalytic analysis of the killers and victims in his midst. This book
isn’t slasher perfection, but it’s good for those intellectual horror nerds who
don’t mind an occasional, decadent descent into slasher nostalgia.
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