Lettering by Douglas E. Sherwood
Publisher: Oni Press, Inc. (October 2006)
Price: $14.99 ($7.50 Whiz Bang)
Boy, my local comic shop’s weekly whiz bang has been
impossible to resist lately and I’ve purchased three trades in the last two
weeks at 40 to 50% off. It’s funny how
different books jump out at you as the long boxes get less full. What drew my eye this past Wednesday, I didn’t
even notice last week. I guess it’s the
romantic in me, but I couldn’t resist picking up the OGN, 12 Reasons Why I Love Her. I
nearly devoured the whole thing in one reading and I guess you could describe
it as a cross between When Harry Met
Sally and Pulp Fiction (only without
the violence).
If you’re one of the blessed people in this world (like me)
who fell in love with their best friend and married them (versus falling in
love with a person who becomes your best friend – still a good deal), then you probably
know that Rob Reiner’s excellent 1989 film,
When Harry Met Sally, starring Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan, is the epitome
of modern romance movies. I guess 1989
WAS a little while ago, so “modern” might be stretching things nowadays, but I’ve
always loved the realistic dialogue between the characters and their progression
through the years from strangers, to acquaintances, to friends, and finally to
lovers. This is all deftly accomplished linearly
through small vignettes, which often have large spans of time in-between them.
Quentin Tarantino’s 1994 cult classic, Pulp Fiction, was also told with little small scenes, but instead
of a start to finish story, it was all presented in non-sequential
order. I only remember seeing that film
once, but despite the over-the-top violence in places, there are some wonderful
character moments between John Travolta and Samuel L. Jackson where they’re
just talking to each other as they go through their daily curse-word filled
lives. I don’t recall there being any
sort of romance in the film, other than a cool dance scene.
12
Reasons Why I Love Her combines elements of both movies to depict
the engaging story of Gwen and Evan. We
have the realistic dialogue between two people falling in love, but told out of
order in 12 (13 if you count the preface) beautifully rendered black and white
snap-shots. Near as I can tell, the book
covers the first one to two years of their relationship. I think there are enough clues to put the
story in the proper order, which I’m anxious to do, but I suppose the intent
was partially to depict the randomness of memory. (When we recall our own relationships, we don’t
usually think about them from A to B, but instead focus on important moments
whenever the mood strikes us.) The
approach is effectively used here, but for me the impact of the romance was somewhat
lessened due to the uncertainty of what’s happening when.
The stories themselves are of varying length and each
chapter starts with a song title that I suppose would really go well with the
scene. Many are the “getting to know you”
type conversations, but we also have a dream sequence, a childhood flashback,
and an ode to the seasons – in different art styles when appropriate. These
build on one another, so that in later scenes you understand more of what they’re
saying. Their relationship isn’t all sunshine and
roses. It starts off rocky and really
reaches a crisis point soon after their first anniversary due to the return of
a previous boyfriend, when Gwen is trying to decide between the two guys. That part (chapter eleven) is a really
intense sequence.
The characters are likeable and believable, but you never
quite get to completely “know” them. You
have a good sense of who they are, but it’s incomplete – a little vague. Gwen is carrying some serious baggage due to
her parents’ divorce and strict (I’d venture to say legalistic) religious
upbringing. A lot of this comes out in
chapter five, where an elderly woman chastises her for watching the
Exorcist.
As an evangelical Christian, I agree with her general message,
but not her methods. We’re supposed to “speak
the truth in love”, not in a condescending manner. Of course, the message itself by nature can
be potentially abrasive, because it presents an absolute that can challenge
people. Despite a flurry of F-words (and
I really thought I had screened this book well enough beforehand that there
weren’t any), that aspect isn’t completely ignored, when Gwen admits, “I was
mad that she felt I needed to hear her opinion.” It’s an interesting conversation. I don’t necessarily like what the characters
are saying here, but I can’t deny how genuine it is.
The art by Joëlle Jones is simply amazing. The use of blacks is powerful and the
expressions are wonderful. I was so
eager to get to the end of the story that I really need to take time dwell on
the art in more detail. In fact the
whole book, I think, has more layers that are begging to be explored. I’m just getting down my first impressions
here, just getting to know the work. But
I look forward rereading it again in the near future. What can I say? In this day of “read it and
forget it” comics (not all, but some), that’s high praise indeed.
One tip: Take the first
scene as the most recent one.
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