I picked up Habibi by Craig Thompson for a couple of reasons: First, I’m waiting on a book to be returned to the library by another patron (my love/hate relationship with public libraries’ holds list continues) and I usually go through graphic novels quicker than normal novels thus freeing me up earlier should my book come in. Second, the book is uber-pretty! (Yes, I judge books by their covers. What of it?)
The illustrations were just beautiful! I loved the rich layers, and the way Thompson used gorgeous Arabic script. Everything was black and white, yet it was all so powerful. Thompson is extremely gifted and I’m sure his artwork will not disappoint even the sternest critic.
However, I can’t say truthfully that I actually enjoyed the book. I don’t personally care for depressing literature and wow! was this book depressing! I was compelled to see what happened to the characters, which shows that the books was well-written; however, there were several times I thought about giving the thing up. I definitely had to balance out the savageness of the events in print with some light-hearted comedy television. If you’re ok with traumatic experiences in your reading, then you’ll probably like Habibi much more than I.
Now I’m done with the book, and still waiting on some punk to return the book I want. I think I need a fluffier pick-me-up.