Well, Delano certainly can write a lame comic. The writing itself isn’t so bad, it’s Delano’s plot and most of the characterizations. He also requires Constantine to be stupid for a while.
The issue ties into British politics, specifically Margaret Thatcher being about as bad as the demon of flatulence. Actually, wait, I think she’s supposed to be worse. The demon of flatulence is kind of funny and he’s not as evil.
Constantine stumbles across a bunch of demons running an investment firm and grabbing the souls of their human customers. Since he’s basically a good guy–especially this issue–he stops them. There’s very little drama to the comic, since Constantine isn’t going to die in his third issue and there’s pretty much no one else human in the comic.
A waiter, maybe.
Delano does write a good scene about Constantine’s contacts.
Ridgway’s art is occasionally weak, but passable.
Going For It; writer, Jamie Delano; artist, John Ridgway; colorist, Lovern Kindzierski; letterer, Annie Halfacree; editor, Karen Berger; publisher, DC Comics.