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This was a seriously cool comic. Just trust me. Check retailers or your library. There is a Feb 2019 Image Comics current release by Christopher Sebeka and Ibrahim Moustafa. 200+ pages. Suzanne is a drug addicted Olympic medalist. She took the hit to her pride and ran from the paparazzi and Olympic comittee in order to stop the stripping of her medals, they are the last thing she is proud of after allowing her life to turn to shit. Suzanne now lives in the Himalayas, teamed up to earn a paycheck as an Everest guide. It takes a month to get to the top and back. It is dangerous to hit the summit. It takes gear, patience, and a bit of luck to make it, while the last couple days is effectively a race to suffocation and brain damage. Suzanne and her partner come across bodies of failed climbers. Bringing bodies down is not something you do out of kindness. It costs money, time, and risk to bring a body back. Instead they collect a hand for finger printing and any identification available. R...

  Quote heavy review because it was a very quotable book. We think we know why we like something. Hit Makers explores the various sciences dedicated to tricking the brain and setting preference before you even experience something. According to Author Derek Thompson, nearly blind German scientist Gustav Fechner (Psychology grand parent) is a reasonable place to start in this story. Fechner ran tests on locals in an attempt to draw conclusions about the laws of attraction and beauty. Asking people about similar basic objects (rectangles) he requested they select the ‘most beautiful’ and then drew conclusions which could never be repeated again. Sounds silly. But critical.. The basis lives here in the simplicity of showing the objects and eliciting feedback, along with the golden ratio (of course). Hit Makers follows the thread, recognizing work over the years which identify that beauty, preference, popularity, can almost be scripted. Percentage based popularity can be biased easily ...

  Oh Macon Blair.. Oh Joe Flood.. Oni Press and the lord in heaven.. Thank you for making this glorious comic. Two hobos a story does not make. To get a really amazing story, insert any of the following and shake vigorously: hijinx, a vengeful lawman, a hot dog tree, a one handed dead woman, sexual tension, goat theives, apple pie, crucifiction, treasure maps, river rafting, snake venom sucked from body parts, religious fireballs, walking skeletons, bearded ladies, backfiring guns, spit in a guys ear, carnies, badass ladies fighting the law, dudes kissing dudes, bonfires, false kings, comraderie, the open road.. And of course, the promise of Liquor City at the end of it all.. If only these here hobos could decipher the map, all would be hunky dory. Get ready for some hobo surgery, someone go boil a pickle. Amazing artwork! Leans to the rougher sketch soft pencil comic days, and avoids the hypersaturated post anime influence. 5 pages from the end confirmed my suspicions and blew my ...

  I am not sure how I feel about this graphic novel. It was absolutely amazing, but it also borders on a white ‘we were not all bad!’/ ‘not me’ denial. Also- while Mandela is a character in this, but the book is actually more of a transformative view. Follows a man being influenced toward change and the complexity of a white perspective struggling with the upheaval of social structure they were taught was proper. Nelson Mandela and General Constand Viljoen, the former chief of apartheid South Africa’s military. These men are the core of this graphic novel. With distrust and mistreatment sedimented into strata over the years, there is no reason why the outcome of the South African apartheid revolution should have avoided more violence. Yet somehow.. Beginning with the release of Mandela after 27 years of incarceration and ending with the presidential election of the same man, this is a difficult work to read. The South African political and social structures were backward, needing s...

  While it is true it was emotionally difficult to get through some passages of this Jay Asher novel, I hoped for an emergent differentiation in the decade old morality tale. What I got was the same old story I have read before with a thin veneer of gimmicky innovation and some straight talk on personal responsibility. I have read a number of teen scare books over the years teaching lessons each time about drugs, cutting, the occult, etc. All of them follow the same formula. Whether Suicide, overdose, murder, demonic influence (and more), they all end the same, with untimely death. Normally, these books/journals/etc also pat the reader on the back as a person who ‘will know better now’ and avoid the traps of the core topic. 13 Rrasons went so far as to include a person who did nothing wrong and would take the pat in the back for me. Instead of interacting with the object of evidence directly, we had a proxy to absorb some of the shock and repetitiously give commentary that undermin...