Sad Sack isn't for the faint of heart, and not just for the stomach-turning depictions of gore and torture. Ultimately, it's a story about being human. SadS holds a mirror up to the reader and challenges them to find the ugliest parts of themselves in the explosive character dynamics and psych profiles, and to recognize the parts of their enemies that might have been worth saving (except Vaska, who deserved everything he got).
This isn't a one-and-done comic and the authors are selling themselves short by describing it offhandedly as gay snuff. There's something new to find every time you look through the pages, and it'll stick with you long after a reading trying to make sense of itself inside your head.
I hate reading sad stories. But every once in a while I'll find space for one in my collection--I'm glad that it ended up being Sad Sack.