Showing posts with label good comics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good comics. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

NIJIGAHARA HOLOGRAPH by Inio Asano

NIJIGAHARA HOLOGRAPH by Inio Asano, published by Fantagraphics.




One of the hosts of my favorite comics podcast – Jeff Lester of Wait, What? – extolled the wonders of Nijigahara Holograph, by Inio Asano, published by Fantagraphics Books, in an episode a number of months back.  So, I put it on my “to-read” list, an ever-expanding document that threatens to become overwhelming if I don’t find a way to subvert time.  [calling on the “Guardians of Forever”]  I finally got a chance to read it, and it is some kind of an amazing book. 



Revolving around a group of former classmates at a local elementary school in Japan, the story is told through flashbacks that enhance and reveal the contemporary narrative, roughly ten years on.  In a tunnel beneath the school, a legend has grown that a monster dwells there, and its ascension into the light will summon the end of the world.  This fear is cemented in the children’s minds when one of the students’ mothers, AriĆ© Kimura’s mother, is found dead there.  This is the catalyst for a series of events that touches everyone in this class and reverberates across the years. 



The dead woman’s daughter gets pushed down a well into the tunnel and is hospitalized with a coma for years.  The bully who was sweet on her goes over the edge and becomes a prime suspect for a murder in the present-day narrative, a suspect pursued by a former classmate whom he cut with a knife, when they were younger, after AriĆ©, the dead woman’s daughter, was injured.  And the links between the present and the past – like strands of webbing hidden in the harsh light of a summer’s day – intertwine more sharply, as the narrative pushes forward.  Tangential stories, subplots that appear, on the surface, to be off-hand remarks used to explain away a teacher’s injury (Miss Sakaki and the bandages around her head and one eye) or to merely flesh out another character, all come back around to impact the narrative with an importance thought to be lacking in the initial revelation. 



Like a David Lynch film, plot threads revolve around one another, like mists on a cold Halloween night, closing in on clarity, only to pull away at the last minute.  It leaves a reader (or it left me, at least) feeling as if one had managed to glimpse the answer from the corner of one’s vision, only to find it gone once one turns toward it.  Throughout it all the images of butterflies hovers at the fringes of the narrative, a metaphor of the fragility of life and its transformational nature, evidenced by characters we perceive in one way, only to have them veer off in chillingly unexpected directions, making choices that affect others in permanent and devastating ways.  And, in the end, Nijigahara Holograph wends its way through a magical realistic climax – if it can be called a proper climax – that is terribly satisfying, while also offering more questions – questions that feel as if they might be answered with subsequent readings. 



I should also note that the art by Asano is intricate without being claustrophobic. The inkwork is very precise and the use of shading throughout enhances the mood of this book.  But scenes and images and figures never feel cluttered – it all feels “just right.”  And the art is beautiful.  At times, photographs are used (or appear to be used) as backgrounds, with the figures and other ancillary aspects drawn over these filtered images.  The first time I encountered this technique, it was a bit jarring, but as I moved through the book, I became accustomed to it and, since it was used only sparingly, found that it worked quite well and even added to the overall feel of the book. 




If you enjoy manga, or you just enjoy good comics – the more quirky and offbeat the better – and are not easily offended (because there are scenes in here that are unsettling, for the violence or the sexual tension involved), then I cannot recommend Nijigahara Holograph enough.  It’s a fairly quick read, for a 300-page graphic novel, but a book that would certainly be rewarded with multiple re-reads.  Check it out here, from Fantagraphics.  





Saturday, May 25, 2013

Childhood Memories: G.I. Joe #23-24

Spurred by Larry Hama's posts on facebook, I decided to dive into the longboxes and pull out the first comics I bought for myself and re-read them. These are the ones that lured me into the habit.  One that continues to this day, nearly 30 years later.  G.I. Joe # 23-24.



Often, when I go back to re-read an old comic or read, for the first time, a classic comic, it struggles to hold up.  Too wordy.  Too juvenile.  Lacking in how the words and pictures mix on the page.  Bad dialogue.  Too much exposition.  Waaah, waaah, waaah. 

It's difficult for older comics to stand up to the scrutiny of a seasoned reader post-Watchmen/Dark Knight/Blankets/Authority/Invisibles/etc. etc. etc.  I cannot read a Chris Claremont comic. Can't.  I can't read a Roy Thomas comic.  Cannot do it.  For all they've done for the medium, their comics (specifically the dialogue) are horrid.



Which brings me to the comics at hand.  Ones written at a time when exposition, a villain more deadly than Galactus and Mephisto combined, was running rampant through the Marvel universe - allegedly due to dictates from then-EIC, Jim Shooter.  And yet, Larry Hama manages to create comics that are new reader friendly without dumping exposition on them in a manner that feels forced or sounds stilted.  Certainly, there are instances of this, but in these two books those are few and far between.  Hama thinks about where to place the exposition, about how to contextualize within a scenario that almost demands such dialogue.  And when he writes that dialogue it does not sound silly or ridiculous.  It sounds natural, which keeps me reading and keeps me enjoying the book.  It's a skill that was rare when he was working on these books in 1984, and one that is even rarer today, as the medium and the way stories are told has evolved. 

I was pleasantly surprised to find how much I enjoyed these books thirty years removed from their initial publication, and I look forward to continuing my re-read of these classic comics.

Yo Joe!

chris
 

Friday, October 14, 2011

Cully Hamner's Blue Beetle

So,

I had a big post ready for today - just needed a little polish and some images. But, my day has been spent with the little man (Ian, my 4-year-old), so no writing got done. We ran some errands, played with my old Ewok village, and hit the kids' museum. And now, he's sitting looking through the Blue Beetle collection I wrote about yesterday. So, in honor of that, here are some interior pages from those first issues of the Jaime Reyes Beetle by Cully Hamner.





Thursday, September 29, 2011

FROM THE LONGBOXES: Flash #334

Just a quick post here. I've been re-reading my issues of the Flash that comprise the storyline "The Trial of the Flash" and some of the opening pages by Cary Bates and Carmine Infantino have been wonderful. Often steeped in exposition to get new readers up to speed, it has yet to fall into the dead, weighty prose of Chris Claremont that so turns me off to his X-Men run.



This opener from the latest issue I read - #334 - is a prime example of why I am having so much fun re-reading these comics. It doesn't necessarily utilize it for catching readers up, but it does have a purpose in this issue's story. And I just love it.

So. Much. Fun.

-chris

STAR WARS -- a modern trailer

 This came across my feed, and it's pretty stellar, even if it utilizes some special edition cuts.