Sunday, May 31, 2015

The 8th Annual Canadian Book Challenge - May Roundup (Sticky Post— Scroll down for most recent post)

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Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Reader's Diary #1159- Jeff Lemire (Writer) and Travel Foreman (Artist): Animal Man, Vol. 1

After finishing Jeff Lemire and Travel Foreman's Animal Man, I had a nightmare. There was a lightning storm that kept me in and out of sleep, but I was convinced that this was the way the world was ending. This lightning storm was never going to stop and the rest of our short existence was going to be miserable.

I didn't used to be bothered by horror or gore, not in movies, comics, or books, but lately, instead of growing desensitized to it, it seems to affect me more. Another age thing, I suppose.

But a bad night's sleep has resulted in a better view of Animal Man than I'd have first shared. If a comic can affect your subconscious, you have to give it credit.

Animal Man is bizarre. Or since we're on an animal theme, bat-shit insane. I've read Lemire many, many times now but he managed to take me aback with this one. There's a scene at the beginning of Essex County where Lester, a young boy stands in a field in a cape. He leaps up and begins to fly, only to suddenly be interrupted by his uncle. It was only his imagination. And though I've found his work has gotten more and more out there, with Underwater Welder, with Trillium, I don't think I've ever seen him so efficiently sever his tether to reality as he does here.

And it's dark. If I was expecting a Ant-Man/ Dr. Doolittle superhero-talks-the-animals story, I instead got a Madeleine L'Engle/ H.P. Lovecraft existential sci-fi monster superhero.

Buddy Baker, aka Animal Man, is a reluctantly ex-superhero who's a bit lost at what he wants to do with life at the moment. He can take on the abilities of any animal, but he's also a family man. It's when his daughter starts exhibiting powers that things get... weird.

To say Buddy passed his powers down to Maxine is not entirely accurate. It turns out he got them from something called The Red. Only The Red-- a life force/voice/collective-- is being threatened by The Rot, which is also after Maxine and tries in vain to disguise itself as normal beings (people and animals) before twisting inside out and growing weird eyes and teeth and tentacles. I wasn't a big fan of Foreman's art at first; he's not great at normal, but he does grotesque like nobody's busy.

I tried, as I was drifting off, to make sense of all I'd just read. Did Lemire really write this?! Did it represent something? Were these the thoughts of a father afraid of passing on his own doubts and negative energy to his child and the monster that could create? (Remember, I was getting sleepy here.)

In the end, there were no answers, just lightning and a lot of tossing and turning. But yeah, this was heavier than I'd expected.

Monday, May 25, 2015

Reader's Diary #1158- Jo Lennan: How is Your Great Life?


Jo Lennan's "How is your great life?" asks the title question ironically. Not that the lives of Ana and Arjun are the worst lives ever, in fact Arjun's has some appearance of improving, but there's a pervasive unhappiness throughout this go-nowhere story. I can say that I'd have found the bleakness rather annoying (too much ennui killed Neville, remember) but the Japanese setting at least kept it tolerably interesting.

I also kept expecting Arjun and Ana to hook up, but (spoiler alert) they never do. I can't decide how I feel about that. It would, obviously, have been predictable, but at least it would have been something. I found the story strangely oppressive, claustrophobic, like settling for a mediocre existence. Perhaps that something.
Buildings and Boredom. by allenjaelee, on Flickr

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Friday, May 22, 2015

Reader's Diary #1157- George Orwell: Animal Farm

I was a young teenager the first time I read George Orwell's Animal Farm and I loved it. I've since heard from some who never encountered the book until adulthood and of those, many who felt Orwell was a bit too obvious with his allegory. Rereading it again, I'll admit it's not the most subtle of books, but perfect for a young adult with awakening political awareness.

I decided this time around to read it to my daughter. She's younger than I was, but certainly more mature and smart than I was at her age ready, in other words, for Animal Farm. She enjoyed it, as did I again, but the experience was a little bittersweet.

As you've probably ascertained from my description of her above, I really don't need to be reading aloud to her anymore. She was more than capable of tackling this one on her own. But it took us forever. She's busy with her stuff right now. And I get that. But that also meant finding time for Animal Farm was hit or miss and when you've gone a while from it, it's a big hard to get back into. As the seven commandments began to be rewritten, some animals were suspicious— wasn't the rule slightly different before? The problem was, we too would often forget what the original rule was!

With that in mind, we agreed that this was probably the last bedtime read aloud. She's outgrown them. It's natural enough, I suppose (though I'm sure there are those out there that never give it up, and that's fine too), but it feels strange to have that part of our life over. We did agree though that since we both love reading and talking about books so much, we would still make an effort to read and discuss some of the same books— which I'm sure will be fine in its own right. But still...

If you're a parent, at what age did you stop the read-alouds? Or have you?

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Reader's Diary #1156- Willow Dawson: Hyena in Petticoats

Earlier this year I read the Susan Hughes/ Willow Dawson collaboration No Girls Allowed and found myself underwhelmed. While I liked the premise of highlighting historical women who chose to dress as men and their range of reasons, I ultimately felt that the final product felt rushed. I'd have been more inclined to read an entire book on each woman and getting a better sense of their unique, complex identities.

With Hyena in Petticoats: The Story of Nellie McClung, Dawson has overcome most of those supposed shortcomings. Focusing entirely on one person for an entire book made McClung far more interesting and combined with the artwork, which this time around felt more adventurous and detailed, raised McClung above the level of simple facts. I enjoyed it far more.

That said, when it was all over I found myself comparing it to another famous Canadian graphic novel biography: Louis Riel by Chester Brown. I still felt that Louis Riel was the superior book, but it took me a while to put my finger on why. Was I simply more drawn to Louis Riel, the person, more than McClung? Maybe, but I didn't think so. I think the clue came in Dawson's afterword. Here she writes, in non-comic form, of additional information, including the controversial fact that McClung was a supporter of eugenics, sterilizing mentally-handicapped children. I think such information would have benefited the preceding story. Brown didn't shy away from the eyebrow raising details in Riel's life and wound up painting a more complete, compelling character; and ultimately more humanized. McClung, while certainly given a more in-depth treatment than the women in No Girls Allowed, nonetheless still felt black and white, but a hero for women's rights to be sure.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Reader's Diary #1155- Jill Sexsmith: Airplanes Couldn't be Happier in Turbulence


Before I'd progressed far into Jill Sexsmith's "Airplanes Couldn't be Happier in Turbulence," I started to wonder if it was meant to be satire. If you're wondering, that can't be good. The characters were just slightly... off, not entirely plausible, a little bit over-the-top. But also, not really that funny. Amusing, I suppose, if one was being generous, but certainly not hilarious. So was it just poorly done satire? And if so, what exactly did she mean to be satirizing? Mid-life crises? Gender roles? Marriage? Baby boomers?

That all said, it held my attention and I quite enjoyed how well the title described the main character's mindset. The story revolves around a woman named Madison who hasn't been the most adventurous, who's spent a large part of her life married to a statistic-wielding clod, and who's now desperate to shake things up in order to, paradoxically, gain back some sort of control.

This is the sort of quirky tale that I enjoy in short doses, but would be way too frustrated with if elaborated into an entire novel.

Jimmy the horse by katedubya, on Flickr

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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Reader's Diary #1154- Tom DeFalco (Writer) and Horacio Domingues (Art): Ant-Man

Ant-Man, had I been aware of him as a young boy, would likely have been my favourite superhero. I was an animal nut, and of all the creatures in the animal kingdom, insects were my favourite. It worked its way into everything I played. My imaginary ability was communicating with animals. My favourite He-Man figure was this guy. So, while the rest of the world may scoff at the silly premise of Ant-Man (i.e., a guy can shrink to the size of an ant and also communicate with his namesake kin), this still isn't a particularly hard sell to me. (And someone please explain why this is any dumber than Spider-Man?)

That all said, I was still let down by DeFalco and Domingues' Ant-Man reboot comic, setting his origin story in more modern times. It seems like they thought making it modern simply meant throwing in some contemporary science terms and drawing a computer in the background. What I love about modern superhero stories is their take on current society concerns. Like I mentioned Robert Kirkman saying regarding the best zombie stories not being so much about horror and gore but about social commentary, I likewise feel the best superhero stories aren't so much about violence and absurd science fiction.

And they had such an opportunity with Ant-Man. Hank Pym is supposedly wrestling with mental illness when he acquires his new abilities. What an angle that could have been! What a chance to explore the prejudices and the struggles and myths surrounding mental illness, to shed some light on something that only now seems to be making progress away from being something previously mocked or hushed-up. But instead, it just becomes another excuse to put him in a cliched straightjacket and Hannibal Lecter mask. Sadly, this is the most complex in the book. The rest are even more cartoonish and flat.

Domingues' art is slightly better, with some subtle hints of manga influence (especially in character expressions), but otherwise generic.

To be honest, the whole thing feels dated; out of touch with modern comic book stories. It's fun, sure, but in a stupid way. My insect-loving 8 year old self would have loved it, but 30 years later, I kind of wanted more.

(I hope the movie is better!)