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A graphic novel that will give your brain a rest from deep reading -- although this book has deep meaning.
Borrowing this review because it's perfect:
Shortly after finishing The Gigantic Beard that was Evil I lent it to my flatmate who, seduced by the title, wanted to give it a whirl. A few pages in she turned to me and said "So is this all a metaphor for the modern world? Is it about how the world is ever more connected yet we're all ever more alone? Is it about commercialism and capitalism and celebrity culture? Is it about our obsession with and terror of death?
"Is it an illustrated beat poem (or more accurately a beat poemed series of exquisite pencil drawings) about ennui, about existential crises, about loss and fear and despair? Is it about the pressure to fit in pulling us inwards and the pressure to be different pushing us outwards until something has to give? Is it about the victimisation of Them because They are not Us and the fear of There because There is not Here? Is it about love and loss, birth and death, Life the Universe and Everything?"
"Um, no," I said. "It's about a beard that's gigantic. And evil."
