"Luke Healy stumbles through the elegantly drawn frames of Self-Esteem and the End of the World like a gay millennial Harvey Pekar, asking himself the questions currently dogging an entire generation: How can we save the Earth? How can we survive late-stage capitalism? And most importantly: How can we love ourselves? What makes Healy such a joy to read is his canny awareness that these questions aren't easily answered through pithy self-help psychobabble, nor even through finally getting all the things we want. The answers are lived, not spoken, and look more like having a heart-to-heart with your mam at a crime scene or caring for an AI whale with a glitching fin: in other words, the messy, confounding, lovely business of being human in extraordinary times." --Rafel Frumkin, author of Confidence

"Full of unexpected laughs; at once both absurd and sincere." --Sophie Yanow, author of The Contradictions

"Enhanced with a philosophical chorus of mice, seagulls, and cleverly inserted extras... Healy produces a poignant graphic meditation on grasping identity amid relentless unpredictability." --Booklist

"Full of deadpan humour... a deeply felt exploration of happiness, trust and the lies we tell our friends and ourselves." --The Guardian Best Graphic Novels of 2022

"The Con Artists feels like a tender little indie film--about friendship and trust between twenty-somethings floundering for whatever it takes to survive into their thirties." --The Stranger