I took a gamble on Taco El Gato #2 and lost. Maybe if I had read the first book, I would have had more of an appreciation for what I was reading. Unfortunately, pretty much the only thing I halfway liked in Taco El Gato #2 was the artwork, and even that was hit or miss occasionally.

I'm going to put it down to simply not being for me, and leave it at that.

Reminds me of modern day Looney Tunes. Taco El Gato wants to show he's a real cryptozoologist and goes on the hunt for the one-headed, blue-assed monkey.

Continuing the story of the adopted feline with the soul of a dog, Taco El Gato #2 seems to have backed off on the promise of issue one to get deeper into the lead cat's story. The Fritz the Cat lewdness and rudeness feels tapered down as well, the story here coming out of the blue (pun intended) as Fluffy enlists the aid of the fluffy-headed Furr-ball to help him find the One-Headed, Blue-Assed Monkey (Fluffy is now an exterminator of all creatures annoying, putting flyers up all over town, and this is his first conquest). The trail leads them to a park late at night, as in another part of town Fluffy's real father has arrived in Ditz City in search of his son - and all parties come together, along with two inept cops, in a tangle of mistaken identities and general silliness. The artwork is still kitschy 1970's, and in some ways I almost enjoyed this overly-simple story better than the first ... though it doesn't fulfill what felt like the promise of the first book in giving us something a bit more, particularly with the majority of the supporting characters from the first book gone MIA. 2.5/5 stars

Note: I received a free ARC of this title via NetGalley and the publisher, in exchange for an honest review.

The illustrations were great but the story was not.