Graphic novels for grown-ups
Books I hand to people who say, quite firmly, that they do not read comics.
Maus
Spiegelman. A survivor told to a son who cannot bear him. The frame is the book.
Persepolis
Satrapi. Tehran, then exile, in flat black and white that never asks for pity.
Fun Home
Bechdel. A family, a funeral parlour, and Joyce read as evidence.
Watchmen
Moore and Gibbons. The nine-panel grid used as an argument, page after page.
My Favorite Thing Is Monsters
Emil Ferris. Ballpoint pen on lined paper, Chicago 1968, a girl drawn as a beast.
Jimmy Corrigan: The Smartest Kid on Earth
Chris Ware. Diagrammatic, cool to the touch, and quietly the saddest one here.
Asterios Polyp
Mazzucchelli. Line, colour and lettering all carry story. A design lesson.
Berlin
Jason Lutes. Twenty years of work on the Weimar years, drawn like a newsreel.
Ghost World
Clowes. Two friends after high school, drifting apart over one summer.