Of course, there are many other creators
out there, talented and accomplished, both newcomers and veterans. Yet what
King does with structure and form is, to me, the closest thing to Alan Moore, as a friend from the northern regions once accurately pointed out. When I say
he reminds me of Moore, I mean in certain aspects, such as his use of any given
genre to comment on and deconstruct elements of humanity on a social level, for
example popular culture. From a formalist perspective, I am certain he does this
in The Vision, Mister Miracle, and Love Everlasting. In
the latter, he takes romance comics and blends them with other genres, science
fiction, western, or period drama, then analyzes and deconstructs them without
making it seem like an end in itself. On the contrary, he does it subtly,
prompting you to think about what you are actually reading. Just when you
expect a familiar turn, he subverts it, adding or removing information, and in
its place you may find a thread of existential anxiety or philosophical
exploration into subjects like death or emotional repression, the central
theme of Love Everlasting.
Joan is a woman trapped… I have to be
careful with what I reveal, because avoiding spoilers here is important. She is
caught in situations she did not choose, forced to follow predetermined paths
because otherwise the outcome will not be in her favor. She is, in effect,
living in captivity and trying to find the thread that will lead her to
freedom. The reader does not immediately realize this, I certainly didn’t, so
I will not say more, as even these few details might already give too much
away.
I have not yet read the second volume,
but I have the feeling things will become even more difficult for Joan. Judging
from the way King handles his stories, I expect the tone will grow darker.
As I mentioned at the beginning, I
started reading this comic thinking it would be something lighthearted, which,
of course, it is not. What puzzles me is why I believed it would be. When did
the writer ever give me that impression? He has always written this way. I
suppose it might have to do with the choice of artist, the incredibly talented
Elsa Charretier, whose aesthetic initially suggests something entirely
different from where the script ultimately leads. This is the magic of comics,
the magic of collaborative creation, when writing and art sometimes align,
sometimes aim at different meanings, misleading and suggesting, yet ultimately
remaining interdependent.
Give this work a chance, and try not to
read too much about it beforehand. I hope this piece hasn’t spoiled your
experience in the slightest, but instead encouraged you to explore it yourself.
Until
next time — be well, and keep reading.
It’s important!
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