Here’s a debut sci-fi graphic novel penned by a lawyer and longtime reader of Heavy Metal magazine. This is more a puff piece than a review, but it’s interesting all the same. The elevator pitch for the book (Earth ruined by overpopulation; humans migrating; pre-human alien conflicts to circumnavigate) sounds interesting enough–if kinda Mass Effect-y. And, most likely due to Brittenham’s professional connections, the movie option’s already been picked up. If you want to be first in line to pronounce the book was better, give this a go.
A memoir about hanging out with a bunch of poets isn’t something that interests me, especially not a clumsy one at that. But I could read Dirda’s reviews all day, especially when he doesn’t like the book and quietly castigates its “ramshackle” shortcomings.