1.5/30 Fables: Animal Farm
This is the second in a series of graphic novels about fairy tale characters who have been driven from their homeland by a great evil and taken refuge in New York City-- think OUAT but better and all characters have their memories. I started reading them because of The Wolf Among Us video game/interactive story and they're quite good so far, though given the game's focus on Bigby Wolf (yes, the big bad wolf), I thought he would be the main character of the novels. Not so; this story focused on Snow White and Rose Red attempting to quell an uprising at the farm where all the non-human Fables live who can't afford glamours to make them look human. I've read the odd comic book/graphic novel in the past, but none that I cared to pursue the entire series of. I'm excited to start with this one!
Rating: 4/5 stars
2/30: Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs
One thing I love about literature from different time periods is how it snapshots a culture, a way of thinking that's so different from our own, even if we know it now to be wrong. Burroughs definitely portrays (and fully believed in himself) a very racist and classist view of the world-- blacks are either savage or silly, white aristocracy always asserts its dominance, and macho manly-manness complete with dirt, nakedness, hunting, killing, dispassion, and lots and lots of muscles is ideal. To him, Tarzan is Perfect because he is both a grunt-spit-kill-flex 'primal' man by necessity and an aristocrat by birth, which of course means that he can read and write despite hearing no spoken language and can learn French and how to drive a car in like a month. (Learning nouns from pictures, maybe, but who could figure out what 'of' and 'the' mean without communication? Oh wait, aristocrats, I guess.) Burroughs calls Tarzan a god probably twice per page, especially after he kills something and uses his manly muscles to make Jane swoon and want him forever.
Can you tell I am greatly amused by this book? I can definitely see why it has its place in the adventure genre's canon, especially since it plays to the Rich White Male ego that was so prevalent at the time. But for today's standards it was not very well written and resulted in lots of chuckles and eye rolls because much like primitive man, Burroughs likes to beat people over the head with things, only he uses words like 'forest god' and 'primeval man' instead of sticks. Hey, maybe he's an aristocrat!
Rating: 3.5/5 because I found it rather funny. It was worth reading for sure.