The River at Night
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- 15,99 €
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- 15,99 €
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Appeared on best of the year lists from The Guardian, The Globe & Mail, WIRED, and more! Nominated for the Cartoonist Studio Prize!
In The River at Night, Kevin Huizenga delves deep into consciousness. What begins as a simple, distracted conversation between husband and wife, Glenn and Wendy Ganges—him reading a library book and her working on her computer—becomes an exploration of being and the passage of time. As they head to bed, Wendy exhausted by a fussy editor and Glenn energized by his reading and no small amount of caffeine, the story begins to fracture.
The River at Night flashes back, first to satirize the dot-com boom of the late 1990s and then to examine the camaraderie of playing first-person shooter video games with work colleagues. Huizenga shifts focus to suggest ways to fall asleep as Glenn ponders what the passage of time feels like to geologists or productivity gurus. The story explores the simple pleasures of a marriage, like lying awake in bed next to a slumbering lover, along with the less cherished moments of disappointment or inadvertent betrayal of trust. Huizenga uses the cartoon medium like a symphony, establishing rhythms and introducing themes that he returns to, adding and subtracting events and thoughts, stretching and compressing time. A walk to the library becomes a meditation on how we understand time, as Huizenga shows the breadth of the comics medium in surprising ways. The River at Night is a modern formalist masterpiece as empathetic, inventive, and funny as anything ever written.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Huizenga (Gloriana) sidles up again to his slightly dazed everyman character Glenn Ganges in this unexpectedly poignant, and occasionally magical, graphic novel. In the opening sequence, word balloons cluster over a town, and one rises above the clouds before disintegrating; it's like a storyboard for an unfinished film, and it speaks to the ever-pressing consciousness of the humanity around Ganges and his own overflowing mind. There's a short bit about Glenn's work at a doomed website in the dot-bomb era, which starts in Douglas Coupland esque irony and ends in sweetly sad longing. The bulk of the book, though, is a loopy night-circus in which Glenn regrets that pot of coffee he made before bed. Page after dreamy page of "Pink Elephants" like muzzy fantasy flips by. Glenn's mind is packed with jangled anxieties about to-do lists, meta-self-referencing, half-digested memories of fights with his wife, endlessly looping halls of mirrors, and long reveries on the suburban night that echo Magritte's Empire of Light series. While Huizenga's architectural, fine-line style is clearly influenced by Chris Ware, and his slacker-ish framing (anxious creative types searching for meaning) evokes countless other indie comic artists, the vast spaciousness of this surreal night flight is all his own. Glenn's reveries will pull readers into multiple deserved rereadings. (Sept.)