A review by cryo_guy
Jimmy Corrigan: The Smartest Kid on Earth by Chris Ware

2.0

I couldn't get into it. I just couldn't. I'm sorry. Maybe someday I'll read it, and it will be different. I don't really want to criticize the book. I think the art was great and the arrangement and such was really cool. The more poetic passages layered on top of parts of the story really had a certain depth. But again, I found myself rushing through them.

The main character seemed like a wisp of smoke floating through a dreadful nightmare which never ended, signified, or resolved.

Maybe I didn't like it because it was too truly depressing. Or maybe I didn't like it because it was so emptily depressing.

Even the moments that seemed clearly to connect threads of the narrative into meaningful wholes merely reflected the emptiness of the main character and the greater emptiness of the end.

Maybe I just don't like feeling empty.