V for Vendetta: I've got the trade sitting on my shelf, but I've never got around to reading this. I've picked it up a few times, but something about it just makes me sigh and think: "another day". Odd really, given that I've devoured EVERYTHING else Alan Moore has ever written. I'm not sure the comic can tell me anything about Thatcherism that I haven't already read elsewhere though. Despite what most people thought, I quite enjoyed the film.
Preacher: Not 100% accurate to say I haven't read this, because I have worked my way through the first couple of trades. They seemed enjoyable enough, but I never quite got round to reading the rest. I don't know, I must admit to having problems with Garth Ennis. Don't get me wrong, he's good and all, but I occasionally get hacked off with the whole uber sex and violence thing. This is where it all started though, so I should pretend I'm living in the 90s or something and be genuinely shocked (instead of bored) by all the fucking, disembowelment and blaspheming.
Maus: Nazi cats?! Bah! I like cats. If the cats were jews and the Nazis dogs, I'd give it a look.
Sin City: Oh, this just doesn't appeal to me. I feel like I really liked Frank Miller in the 80s but don't need to be reading anything he's written since then. This is totally unfair I know, but it's like The Rolling Stones in a way - they were fantastic back in the 60s, but I wouldn't listen to anything they've recorded since 1980. God, that's a woeful attitude isn't it? I'll read Sin City then. Sorry.
Love and Rockets: I have dim memories of being 13 and feeling that I should be reading this. My good friend Mr Wheatley (who can often be found lurking in the comments section of this blog) always used to bang on about how great it was when we were kids, but I just saw lesbian mechanics and, unable to comprehend why anyone would write a comic about something like that, retreated sheepishly into a corner with my X-Men. I still can't be arsed. Terrible really.
Walt Simonson's Thor: Now, I did read the odd issue of this when I were a lad, but it was never really a favourite and the newsagent didn't always have it in stock so I reckon it can go on this list. Over the last few years I've put together a full run from the 50p boxes at various comic marts, so I will sit down and go through it to see if it's as good as everyone says (one of these days).
Starman: I've got an excuse for this one; when it came out I was busy doing studenty stuff and pretending that I preferred sex and drugs to super-powered men in leotards. Young fool! Picked up the first omnibus edition and LOVED it, so this will soon be ticked off the list.
Akira: Another one which I felt I should be reading when I was a teenager. I didn't like the look of the art though so left it alone. I still have problems with manga, but have been giving it a go lately so might get round to Akira. I can still only manage Japanese comics in small doses I'm afraid (pitiful Westerner!), so this would take a very long time for me to get through.