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A review by jgkeely
Where's Waldo? by Martin Handford
3.0
I used to find these books endlessly fascinating as a child, especially the more odd and mystical elements. Of course, what I liked most was the frantic detail. There were entire stories laid out in these pictures, and no doubt they helped me to question how much meaning and action one could put into a single image.
In high school, I made a short series of my own called The Necro Files (ha ha, aren't sixteen year-olds funny?). It would feature a different odd locale (Atlantis, a circus) and then all of my different friends and acquaintances being killed by themed characters.
The theme of each character was the method by which they would inflict death upon you. There was pointed-stick man, decapitation man, and even spinal paralysis man. Some of them were even incidental or accidental killers (failed suicide attempt man was a favorite). Needless to say, I was glad to live in that brief period just after Columbine before such drawings would have had me expelled.
In high school, I made a short series of my own called The Necro Files (ha ha, aren't sixteen year-olds funny?). It would feature a different odd locale (Atlantis, a circus) and then all of my different friends and acquaintances being killed by themed characters.
The theme of each character was the method by which they would inflict death upon you. There was pointed-stick man, decapitation man, and even spinal paralysis man. Some of them were even incidental or accidental killers (failed suicide attempt man was a favorite). Needless to say, I was glad to live in that brief period just after Columbine before such drawings would have had me expelled.