Fashion Beast follows Doll Seguin, a sassy coat-checker who escapes into the carefree lifestyle of fashion, music and decadence while the world outside fears an oncoming nuclear war. It’s a re-telling of the classic fable Beauty and the Beast that immerses readers in the rich, living characters of its dystopian future setting. I’d never heard of Fashion Beast up until very recently. Not a massive surprise really, I was eleven years old when it was originally published. At first glance it doesn’t sound like my sort of thing – a re-imagining of Beauty and the Beast set in the fashion industry, with direct input from pop svengali, Malcolm McLaren. That feels like a pretty weird mix to me. I’ll happily admit that initially, I was a little dubious there would be anything that I’d enjoy. One look at me would have you asking the question “What does this feckless jabroni know about intricacies of haute couture?“* I persevered however, and as I suspected, Fashion Beast is about much more than the vagaries of the fashion industry. I’ve long been a fan of Alan Moore’s work. If you asked me, I’d probably rate V for Vendetta as one of my all-time...