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This graphic novel seems to me to be all too typical of Gaiman’s work. It’s slick, but there’s not really terribly much to it. There are good ideas but he doesn’t do much with them. It’s not that it’s bad, it isn’t. It’s just not as good as you’d hoped it would be after reading the cover blurb. The idea is great: for one day every century Death becomes a mortal, walking among us, so that she can understand what it is that she takes away from us. The character of Death herself is marvellous � I like the idea of Death looking like a teenage goth girl, and actually being a rather sweet person. The story, though, doesn’t really go anywhere and doesn’t make the most of the idea and the character. I’ve never read anything by Gaiman that I’ve actively disliked; he just leaves me feeling like I’ve eaten a McDonald's burger rather than an actual meal.