The series starts off with a killer premise, and the second volume delivers on it in spadeloads. In this volume Light-kun becomes even more obsessive and perfectly psychopathic, 'cleansing' the world as an executioner with no-one to answer to. Finally we are introduced to the peculiar and enchanting L, the introverted and ageless genius who boasts a few loose screws of his own. They are both willing to do anything to prove that their own brand of justice is the correct one, and with the absence of a narrative moral voice the reader is left to decide on their own who is right.
This one isn't for kids, as nearly the entire story is composed of dialogue, conjecture and exquisite headgames. When action arrives it is heartless; do not get attached to the secondary characters. This is a fine-tuned work and is intended neither for the emotionally squeamish or for the splatter fans, and has no sex or nudity.
In a short sentence, *this is very very good*. Give it a few years, and if DeathNote isn't considered one of the finest bits of craft to come from Japan (or indeed from the human race) then there is no justice and Light-kun should be writing *everyone's* name in his little black book.