A review of
Acme Novelty Library #19
by Chris Ware
If you’re a guy who’s made a career of loneliness—the loneliness of the timid, the parentally neglected, the one-legged, the hoarders of action figures and slights real or perceived—you could do worse than set a book on Mars. All those blank, reddish vistas, and the chance to rework a classic romantic rebuff: “not if you were the last guy on…”
And so Chris Ware opens volume 19 of his remarkable Acme Novelty Library comics with the narrator and his girl, just possibly the only two humans left in the whole universe, giving each other the silent treatment. Backstory: The narrator didn’t care for how much time the girl was spending with the other couple in their camp, and Martian isolation could get to anyone, mentally speaking. Also, food became scarce, and the settlement dogs were prodigious breeders, and the narrator’s something of a problem solver.
Thus: human and animal dismemberment—both, mercifully, occurring during strange gaps in the narrative. This might seem like a departure for Ware (self-criticism, self-hatred, lethargy, and depression are Ware’s standard forms of violence—the human brain attacking itself, then wallowing in the aftertaste), but it turns out this was all a story written by the depressed, etc., W. K. Brown, father to Rusty, the protagonist of volumes 16 and 17.
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—Mark Edmund Doten