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by Chris Ware
In a word (or two or three): i never considered myself a "graphic
novel" kind of guy, but things change
From the Mr.
Hipster:
Who knew a comic book (sorry, graphic novel)
could be so horribly depressing? This thing should have been called
Jimmy Corrigan: The Saddest Kid on Earth. It's especially
dark watching four generations of Corrigans wasting away in full color.
Loneliness, rejection and abandonment follow the male Corrigans as
they slog through their lives. Be it the 1980's or today, there is
an inevitable cloud of failure hanging over all of their heads. The
faces of the characters barely change throughout the narrative, as
they move through the ages in Chicago, never breaking out of the same
rut. They are losers. They are disenfranchised middle-America. Men
surrounded by sad men. We can only assume that there is a large part
of the author, Chris Ware, lurking in these pathetic characters, all
of whom just want somebody to love and somebody to love them. This
is certainly adult reading, and certainly more powerful than most
of the so-called serious fiction out there these days.
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