Danny Dutch by David King

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Danny Dutch
by David King
Sparkplug Comic Books

daduDavid King has created a book in which the art and dialogue unite almost at random.  It’s a kind of comics poetry, and it’s done well.

The “av” elements spend most of their time on the page like twins separated at birth — alike and related, but with personalities completely informed by their disparate environments and experiences.

The art is g-g-g-gorgeous.  King’s little characters, with their miniature limbs and classic, but over-the-top hairstyles and outfits, are easy to spend time with.

There’s no real plot, just a current of ache that moves through the book. The characters wear bewildered expressions, lack confidence, and almost treat each other like objects in a room passing time rather than as friends or lovers.  It lays a strange mood on the reader, and even though I’ve re-read this book enough times to know what that mood is, I can’t quite put a finger on it.  It’s really unique.

I’ve seen people try without success to reach this level of dull malaise, but in Danny Dutch, King is the first cartoonist I’ve seen in awhile who really nails it.

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