Comics Read 07/01-15/2023
A little over a year ago I did a post about reading two comic book biographies of Artemisia Gentileschi back-to-back. I wrote some lines about how the inclusion of them in my collection helps makes the act of collecting semi-autobiographical. Consider this a sequel to that post.
Over the two weeks I am writing about I read Glass Town written and drawn by Isabel Greenberg and The Brontës Infernal Angria written by Craig Hurd-McKenney and art by Rick Geary. Different takes on the same subject, how the Brontë children had a shared alternate universe which they all wrote stories about. I have owned a copy ofThe Juvenilia of Jane Austen and Charlotte Brontë from when I was a child, but I never read it. I probably should. The names of Angria and Gondal were familiar from reading about the Brontës. But because of not actually reading the Juvenilia, I first encountered Glass Town by name in Die, where it was treated as a proto-multi-player role playing game. Which, seems fair enough. Die wasn’t much interested in the subject of their writings, so this is all new to me.
Greenberg’s art in Glass Town is crude in the same way ND Stevenson’s and Gus Allen art work is. If anything it’s more childlike and inconsistent. I don’t love it, but I like how the lines work the limited pallet with a lot of dark, cool reds. It hints at the early industrial feel of their time period as well as the harsh climate of their surroundings.
The narrative starts in the aftermath of the the eldest Brontë sisters, Elizabeth and Maria, deaths. The creation of Glass Town is an escape from the trauma of their final illnesses at a poorly kept boarding school.
Charlotte narrates her tale of Glass Town, to a minor character from her stories who appears as her imaginary friend. They talk through the plot she worked on, which as presented here seems more related to Wuthering Heights than Charlotte’s actual novels. The story includes how while the children started sharing Glass Town, they split with Charlotte and Bramwell writing about Angria while Emily and Anne created Gondor. (Less of Emily and Anne’s writing on Gondal survives to the modern day than Charlotte’s work on Angria, hence why less of it is included in either of these accounts.) Probably because of this shared fantasy world with her brother, Charlotte is shocked by his decent into alcoholism while Emily catches early warning signs. It’s a rumination on the building of escapist fantasy in the face of tragedy and the creation of art. I don’t think it entirely works, but it makes me want to get back to reading the Brontë’s and writing about them.
Infernal Angria takes the shared fantasy world and creates an actual portal fantasy. The Brontës literally go between worlds and get used in political machinations in an alternate world’s monarchy. I hated it. The text is something of an apologia for Bramwell for being such a failure. He didn’t really fail, he was manipulated by much more mature people from a world he loved. Also it takes the “artists don’t die, they live through their art” to the extreme of the Brontës didn’t all die at shockingly young ages, they relocated to the other side of a portal. It’s silly and also unclear. It shouldn’t be both. The end had the author talking about his long love of the Brontës as well as a suggested reading list. Everyone in a while you find someone who has some shared enthusiasms but seem to
At first glance, I would think that Geary’s art style is more my type than Greenbergs. But eventually I hated it because the shading was made with a crosshatching that got too easily confused with patents used for fabrics or wood grains. It’s the shorter of these two books and the one that felt more like a chore to read.
The contrasting treatments of the the worlds of Angria/Glass Town is pretty interesting. The character in both have essentially the same back story, but as presented in Infernal Angria I didn’t feel like the narrative came off as a rough draft of Wuthering Heights. Glass Town treats the alternate world as a reflection on contemporary colonialism, while Infernal Angria approaches it as a pastiche of Medieval fantasy. It makes me wish I had read the source material even more.
Despite finding these books lacking, there will be more comic book takes on the Brontës in my reading future.
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Happy 2023 epic readers. I have been noodling on and off on some books, and due to this, not completed a single one of them until now.
Finished the Night Circus at the request of a friend begging me to read it. I liked it. But there's something about it holding me at arms length. I think my favorite part was the stylistic choices Morganstern used, but I felt the story... The contest itself was a bit ephemeral. The whole thing was a bit ephemeral. Maybe it's like the French filmmakers inciting ennui in the viewer and we're just supposed to deal with it. Perhaps it's supposed to feel gossamer and like a dream, one that we could go to. Something more about the reader almost than the story?
Then the second is a graphic novel, Glass Town by Isabel Greensburg, which is a retelling of the Bronte sibling's juvenilia as it intersects with their real lives. I found this part was discussed in Glass Town particularly poignant.
The Wikipedia page on Glass Town is fascinating. Charlotte really thought she was going mad.
Also I find the art of Glass Town so simple but yet when you have these really complex human moments (like Charlotte taking off her glasses) you feel like you're there. I've never had that feeling more so than with this graphic novel specifically.
I've been reading Jane Eyre since December or so and I'd really like to finish that up. Additionally, for a total change in tone I'm reading Chelsea Manning's memoir and it's a fucking page turner. I'll have a LOT to say about that, I'd imagine.
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Eddie posts a Tiktok of old home video. In the video, Steve is standing in the kitchen at the trailer with the phone wedged between his shoulder and his ear as he made coffee for two.
Someone must’ve answered because Steve perks up and says, “Hi, yes. I’d like to request a song. It’s - yes, the new Corroded Coffin song called….well, how was I supposed to know you have caller ID, Christine? Can you play the song or not?”
Steve hangs up the phone and immediately picks up his walkie-talkie like, “Earth to Dustin, use *67 when you call. They’re memorizing phone numbers. Over.”
Eddie behind the camera says with so much amusement, “You do this often?”
Steve smiles at him, finally bringing the coffees over to Eddie, “Every day. Gotta get your song out there so more people can hear it.”
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