Drinking at the Movies by Julia Wertz (Koyma Press, 2015 [Originally Published, 2010])
Synopsis: In her first full-length graphic memoir, Julia Wertz (creator of the cult-hit comic The Fart Party) documents the year she left San Francisco for the unfamiliar streets of New York. Don’t worry—this isn’t the typical redemptive coming-of-age tale of a young woman and her glorious triumph over tragedy or any such nonsense. It’s simply a hilarious—occasionally poignant—book filled with interesting art, absurd humor and plenty of amusing self-deprecation. Box by box, Wertz chronicles four sketchy apartments, seven terrible jobs, family drama, traveling fiascos, and too many whiskey bottles to count.
Review: 20 – only for illustrations
Wow, now that is what I call a mind-numbing book. I am not dismissing this book entirely, Julia is obviously a skilled cartoonist, everyone can definitely see that just by looking at the drawings of her apartments, the storefronts at the end, and the interludes between seasons. Other than that, this book was a dreadful mess of self pity and sadness. I do suppose that this book does highlight a reliance on alcohol, but it is overshadowed by what she does with the rest of her life. Julia just seems to wallow in her own self-absorbed life with no real situations happening other than that–her own life.
People may say that I don't understand because I am a man or that I don't hold the same opinions as the author, but I think I can comprehend when a book is good or not. Also, please do not inject political content into the book just for the sake of it–it seemed so forced.
keep up the illustrations though, they are rad.