I lukewarm liked Travis Dandro's first memoir, King of King Court, but this follow-up, which picks up right where that one ends, used up the last of my good will with its slow, meandering story about an upset teen who acts out in mild but criminal ways due to all the crappy stuff in his life like his father's death and his grandmother's illness.

His grandmother is quite the character, but everyone else is barely developed, and some are not even named. Dandro does a real crappy job of reintroducing everyone from the first book.

As in the first volume, Dandro's layouts write checks his final art simply can't cash. Particularly annoying this time around was his lack of gutters between panels. He tries using a single heavy black line instead, but that sometimes gets lost in the cross-hatching or with the straight lines of the same weight he uses within his panels.

With the story too listless to provide motivation, I simply disengaged as I tired of wondering who all these people are and where panels begin and end. And then I flipped over to annoyed when the big thematic conclusion occurs in a dream sequence. Ugh. ( )