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It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi
It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi






It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi

In this graphic novel, title heroine Penelope is working as a surgeon in Aleppo. My final example is Penelope, by Judith Vanistendael (2019).

It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi

This focus on the humblest part of Petar's appearance eliminates the need for a verbal explanation: we get it. In fifteen close-ups Sekulic-Struja presents us these shoes, and sometimes the socks as well. As Petar strolls through the drab streets of a poor, Eastern European city, trying to make ends meet, those laces get untied again and again, sending an uncomfortable message to the reader: that life has no easy solutions. Better said, a pair of ragged shoes with loose laces. In his masterpiece Petar & Liza (2022) the Croatian artist Miroslav Sekulic-Struja repeatedly uses an effective emblem to evoke the loneliness (and sloppiness) of his anti-hero Petar: his shoes. The ability to speak figuratively is one of the strongpoints of the graphic novelist, who has the freedom to invent his or her own rhetorical tricks and develop a new visual language with its own codes and meanings. For me the essential difference between the two lies in the use of metaphors. In 2004 I published a booklet about the graphic novel in which I - in alphabetical order - investigated "the unexplored territory between the literal and figurative".* Words and pictures unite to tell stories about all things under the sun, but in a classic comic (say, Hal Foster's Prince Valiant) this happens more straightforwardly and literally than in a drawn novel (for example Jacques Tardi's It Was the War of the Trenches). There is no rock-hard boundary between the two, at most a sliding scale running from generic and genre-specific to authentic and author-specific. Looking back over the past thirty years, if I had to say what has been the dominant factor in it for me, it would be: the comic book or, more precise, the graphic novel. Indeed: who decides what the basic necessities of life are? I have friends who would wither away like neglected houseplants without a regular dose of soccer. A roof and a stove in winter, sunblockers and cocktails in summertime. Nobody, I guess, not like we need water and bread, love and safety.








It Was the War of the Trenches by Jacques Tardi