QUOTE (Ogawa @ Aug 10 2010, 06:31 PM)


Taking a break from Celine and novels in general to read more comics. Just finished Alan Moore's terrific run on
Supreme. Now reading David Mazzucchelli's
Asterios Polyp. If nothing else, this is a beautifully drawn book.
Finished this yesterday. Mixed thoughts. It's a simple story beautifully told, but perhaps the story is a bit too simple and unworthy of the artistic acrobatics. Seeming at times like a cross between Craig Thompson's wonderful
Blankets (or a Will Eisner book) and Scott McCloud's
Understanding Comics,
Asterios Polyp is, alas, not as achingly honest as the former nor as intellectually engaging as the latter.
A light, breezy read despite the page count and always glorious to look at, it is, unfortunately, riddled top to bottom with the most tiresome cliches. What happens here is a man who loves himself a bit too much loses his wife and then his house burns down and he learns some valuable things from living with salt of the earth types in the heartland. Yeah, it's one of those kinds of stories and David Mazzucchelli does little beyond the gorgeous design to make the narrative seem fresh. Elements like the dead twin and the video tapes seem like relics from an earlier conception of the story that struggle to find relevance in the finished piece. Details and discussions that initially seem like they might build on each other and add up to something greater fizzle out halfway through, making one wonder why they were brought up in the first place. Instead of a serious exploration of these ideas we get digressions that lead nowhere and seem to have little impact on the character's overall arc.
The art certainly elevates the book higher than anything merited by the characters and story alone and as a piece of comic illustration and design this is one of the best-looking books I've seen in a long time. It's unconventional in the layout and storytelling and impeccable in its craftsmanship, and for that alone I highly recommend picking it up.
But is the style enough to make this a great book? I don't know. I like it a lot. And there are times, especially late in the story, where the art is so beautiful and, combined with the point in the narrative when it arrives, so powerful, that I felt like, yes, this is something special. But when I read the last page, my first thought wasn't "Wow, what a book" but rather "Wow, that's all Mazzucchelli had in mind?"
Disappointed as I was with where things ended up, I'm excited to see Mazzucchelli work in this way and very much look forward to where he goes from here.