A review by sarahetc
My Favorite Thing Is Monsters by Emil Ferris

2.0

Perhaps I expected too much going in. Or I misjudged the cover, the blurbs, either, or both concurrently. The graphic novel presents like a Chicago in the 60s buildungsroman, complete with riots, bouffants, and racial epithets of all varieties. The real story is of a tertiary character's childhood in Weimar Germany and the ongoing trauma of that hideous set of experiences. The art was interesting, but much of it seemed to be there only as alternate sets of homages to the authors favorite paintings and the unique art of monster movie magazines of the mid-20th century. A nice agglomeration of ideas, but had I to do it over, I would not have wasted my time.