
I'm reading more and more graphic novels... funny, after only reading
Maus by Art Spiegelman in the 1980s... and then basically nothing since then, I am now feeling like I might spend 2010 just reading graphic novels... especially those from Africa. But the African ones I have to order from the library, so in the meantime I read Leslie's copy of
Exit Wounds, by Rutu Modan (translation by Noah Stollman), published by Drawn & Quarterly, 2008. Just great. A complex story, interesting insight into Israeli society... like watching an episode of a well-done TV drama, which is of course the whole point. Actually, I am not sure why, I think it would have been boring as a TV drama, so there is something about the form that makes it much more compelling... an appreciation of the illustrator's craft that we can never really get on television? Now that I think about it I realize that my brain was processing many more sensations (the beach, the hot Israeli wind, the tallness of the girl) than I would have processed if I had been watching.
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