De la testostérone, de la dynamite, des boucles spatio-temporelles, des rires, des pleurs… Et peut-être rien pour finir ?
Nouvelle mission, nouvel agent, et… place à Douglas ? Agent de sécurité à la prison et propriétaire d’un mystérieux pendentif porte-bonheur depuis son plus jeune âge, il est victime d’une manipulation détonante ! Un robot supra-intelligent va prendre les commandes et l’entraîner par delà les arcanes du temps. De la testostérone, de la dynamite, des boucles spatio-temporelles, des rires, des pleurs… Et peut-être rien pour finir ?
The phenomenal Lewis Trondheim is never where you next expect him. As an artist and writer, Trondheim has earned an international following as one of the most inventive, versatile, and prolific graphic authors. From autobiography to adventure, from bestselling fantasy and children's books to visual essays, Trondheim's unique, seminal imagination consistently dazzles. His work has won numerous awards, including the Angoulême prize for best series with McConey and he also co-created the titanic fantasy epic Dungeon with Joann Sfar.
He is one of the founding members of the alternative publishing house L'Association, a proving ground for many of the greatest talents in European comics working today. He is also the editorial director of a new imprint called Shampooing, dedicated to comics for all ages.
Lewis lives in the South of France with his wife, Brigitte Findakly, and two children.
I couldn't make heads or tails of what was going on in this. Basically some alien was being manipulated by a robot and lots of timey-wimeyness was mentioned. I din't care much for the art either.
Received a review copy from Magnetic Press and NetGalley. All thoughts are my own and in no way influenced by the aforementioned.
Infinity 8 is best thought of not by a volume-by-volume basis, but when viewing the series as a whole. One can read all eight volumes in a sitting and a half, and really most of the volumes stand so poorly on their own that they really have to be judged collectively to be judged at all. Even by this completionist standard, Infinity 8 is a curious and underwhelming thing. It feels a bit like Valerian (if Valerian languished on the reject pile of Metal Hurlant) and trades on the concept of a luxurious, city-sized space ark that comes across a massive necropolis in interstellar space. The ship's captain is a strange alien that can "reboot time" by eight hours, eight times, so each volume of the series is more or less the same: a sexy female operative is summoned by the captain, endures sleazy come-ons by the executive officer, and is sent out to investigate the necropolis. Mayhem ensues, the ship is usually under dire peril, and eventually it all comes down to the captain rebooting things. The writers and artists tend to switch up by volume (Olivier Vatine has an especially good turn on the artwork in Volume 2, even if the writing in that one is, frankly, stupid and offensive), so the quality tends to vary a little. But the real problem here is that none of this really grabs us at all until the last volume when we finally understand what's going on. Expecting us to gut it out for seven volumes before finally getting to the real story is asking a but much, even if the eventual payoff is pretty interesting.
'Infinity 8 Vol. 7: All for Nothing' by Lewis Trondheim with art by Boulet is the penultimate volume in this time travel graphic novel series.
Douglas is a young recruit, so he is prone to confusion. He is also being used by a time traveling robot. No matter what Douglas does, it has already been anticipated. He does start to wise up by the end in this weird volume of the series.
I've liked the series, but I haven't loved it. The art is varied and didn't really do much for me at first. It did grow on me as it went, as did the story. Douglas is a pretty sympathetic character.
I received a review copy of this graphic novel from Diamond Book Distributors and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. Thank you for allowing me to review this graphic novel.
Testostérone, explosions et paradoxes temporelles, ce septième opus s'adresse certainement plus aux amateurs de sensations fortes qu'aux philosophes contemporains. J'aime premièrement les illustrations de Boulet, à la fois plein de dynamisme, comme dans les mangas les plus populaires, et de non-sens. Boulet a su exploiter une ambiance bien à lui, et remettre sur les rails une série qui ne cessait de nous faire languir sur le suspense.une ambiance survoltée, des personnages recherchés (voir ses notes de recherche à la fin) et une intrigue très bien cousu, qui me tiendra en haleine jusqu'au dernier tome de la série!
Trondheim does his usual thing here, grounding bizarre and fantastic action with characters who seem more preoccupied with the banalities of existence.
This is the seventh, (and, I think, next to last), in the Infinity 8 series, and so it seemed to be a bad place to first enter the series. Not to worry. I read blurbs for the first few books, and a few reviews, and slipped right in. Each book covers one temporal loop in the mystery investigation, so each book is like a stand alone that references a common theme and threads. I get the impression that each book is distinct in terms of writing, plotting, pace, and artwork, so there doesn't appear to be a series-wide sense to the reviews.
Anyway, this volume was fun. Poor Douglas was set up as a kid, by a time traveler, to play a big role in a later adventure. He never quite knows what's going on, but the characters around him do, because they've been through this loop before. We start out as confused as is Douglas, and we wise up as he does. Douglas is an engaging character with spunk, personality, and an everyman sort of appeal. He meets up with a sort of buccaneer time traveler, who gets all the best lines and is mostly impatient with and then fond of poor Douglas. It's an odd temporal adventure buddy-comedy space story, and it worked for me.
The art varies from issue to issue and at first I wasn't crazy about this one. The lines are "scratchy", the colors are sometimes muted and muddy, and the aliens aren't very engaging. But wait. The style grows on you. The exaggeration starts to make sense. You begin to read expressions even if a creature has four eyes and two mouths, and the whole world comes into focus. Action scenes are still sometimes hard to follow, but this is more of a talker than an actioner anyway, so that's fine.
The upshot is that this had a fine plot, appealing and/or interesting characters, some clever bits, decent dialogue, and a satisfying ending. That made it a good find, and left me wondering about what happened in those other volumes.
(Please note that I received a free advance will-self-destruct-in-x-days Adobe Digital copy of this book without a review requirement, or any influence regarding review content should I choose to post a review. Apart from that I have no connection at all to either the author or the publisher of this book.)