It's been a while since I reviewed anything for ye olde Comics Journal, but then I read Michel Fiffe's absolutely stunning comic Zegas and felt obligated to get the message out there to as many people as I possibly could. Head over and read the review, and then hopefully it will have convinced you to buy the comic, which is a beautifully gnarled piece of dystopian-scifi art comix. Essential work, and about as of-the-moment as anything else out there right now. Fiffe is making work that deserves as much notice as it can get, so reading what I had to say about it is the least you can do. Starts like this:
Some “good comics” are the kind you appreciate coldly, for the craft or cleverness on display, but some — less common, unfortunately — are so hot they pull you in and resist the critical eye as you read them, their artistry loud or urgent enough to shuck off its identity as lines on paper and simply communicate. The first oversized, color-splattered issue of Michel Fiffe’s Zegas is one of those glorious few, a comic that goes from the first panel to the last without even hinting at the idea of slowing down, a brush-inked rush that twists through four short, vaguely connected stories, running out of paper more than ending. The atom bomb force that Fiffe brings to his art is visible on each level, from masterfully composed spreads through perfectly framed panels down to beautifully blown-out individual lines. But just as impressive is how considered the comic is, how well every element of it hangs together when held up to the light. Read more
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