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TRESE in Manila Bulletin


In the world of Alexandra Trese, heroine of the comic book series "Trese," there are many things that go bump in the streets of Manila whenever darkness falls, and the city’s enthusiastic club-goers only make up a small portion of it. Manananggals, tiyanaks, tikbalangs, and duwendes make their presence felt when the lights go out, and it is Alexandra Trese’s job to keep them in line.

Read the complete interview at:


TRESE in the Philippine Star


The spell both Budjette and his partner Kajo cast comes not from their influences mentioned in past interviews like the comic book “Planetary” or “Twilight Zone” but rather from Neil Gaiman’s “Sandman.” The heroine Trese calmly interrogates a rich dragon man who is heir to a Chinese mall empire and in another panel seeks help from a Quiapo merchant who can talk to cats. The world of “Trese” is a place where you must suspend your disbelief and accept that crime has taken a weird turn as the authors describe it.

Read the complete review at:
http://supreme.ph/2008/11/01/trese-a-haunting-homage/



This was a pin-up Kajo did for the Trese article that appeared in the Philippine Star SUPREME section. If you'll notice, we made the staff of SUPREME part of Trese and the Kambal's most wanted list.

And of course, one of the first guys to review TRESE was Ruel de Vera in the Inquirer.



Supernatural Storytelling
http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/sim/sim/view/20081012-165981/Supernatural-Storytelling

Spook Out Sister
http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/you/expressions/view/20080425-132699/Spook-Out-Sister

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