I wouldn't have even bothered with this except it's been languishing on my digital TBR forever and I wanted to get it out of NetGalley quDNF'es at 15%
I wouldn't have even bothered with this except it's been languishing on my digital TBR forever and I wanted to get it out of NetGalley queue.
We open to our heroine being flogged. It's 1848. She's been left to the tender mercies of her fiance. She flees, gets captured by revolutionary reprobates, finds a half German British Earl, who says he has to marry her, she refuses and then we learn she is SOUL MATE, his DELICATE FUCKING FLOWER OF A PRINCESS OF HIS HEART.
His cousin, upon hearing Wolf wax poetic about how fucking delicate and doll like she is, judges him for for bedlam because ANYONE WITH EYES CAN SEE SHE IS THE OPPOSITE.
FFS if instead of Wolf, who is spouting True Love like he's a fucking Charming from Once Upon a Time, his cousin Becker had been the hero I would probably keep reading. BECKER has a solid head on his shoulders who sees the lunacy in everything Wolf is saying.
**spoiler alert** What attracted me originally to this graphic novel was the beautiful cover. I was walking down the aisle at a book conference and th**spoiler alert** What attracted me originally to this graphic novel was the beautiful cover. I was walking down the aisle at a book conference and the colors just grabbed me. Throughout the book Veronica Fish uses color--bright vivid color such as you see on the cover--sparingly to illustrate the "real world" (in monochromatic grays, blacks and white) versus the world that when Wendy needs to escape from her grief. Its telling that when the story shifts to Neverland (later on) its a complete explosion of colors and when we come back to the real world those colors slowly introduce themselves into the comic as Wendy learns to accept her choices.
I felt for Wendy and I wondered how much was truly happening and how much was her need for closure. Sometimes, especially when grief is strong and the world seems so...hostile, its easy to believe something so fantastical is preferable. And the guilt she carried...
I've never made secret my intense dislike of Peter Pan. Finding out Barrie meant him to be the actual villain of the book originally made my day because he's always, always, come off that way to me (in the actual book, many versions of him paint him less creepy/malevolent and more careless/oblivious/selfish). Here...he's not the problem. Not really. Oh he's not helpful, but he does make several good points to Wendy that she doesn't want to believe and he does help her in the end.
This story is very much a handbook of what happens when you become so wrapped up in something it isolates you. Several times throughout Wendy neglects to think of the consequences of her actions in an effort to prove her belief right. She pushes people away and behaves self destructively. When she does realize how her actions have maybe not been the best for her brother John, she attempts to pull away...only to give in and go deeper.
At times the book was confusing - it never really answers whether this is all a delusion to comfort herself or if it really happens. There's some high school drama that gets in the way a little and her parents come off not very sympathetic for most of the book. As we see things from Wendy's point of view, their actions come off cold and abrupt, with little nuance into their own feelings until nearer the end when Wendy starts to recognize how much she's ignored.