By Jean-Pol
Reviewed by Boudewijn Rempt on February 23, 2003
Right, so I've decided to add comics to Fading Memories, too. Or rather, bandes dessinees, to distinguish between the kind I like to read and superhero stuff, which I'm not interested in. I will write a notice only for albums I've just bought, since adding reviews on rereading would bandes dessinees would really cut into my reading time. If I've got five minutes, perhaps ten, I tend to grab a Sammy, a Melisande or a Cupido. I'll start with the latests Sammy. And no, I haven't got an advanced taste in bandes dessinees, either. Lotusbloem (or Poupee d'ivoire by Franz is about as sophisticated I can handle. I don't like the kind of bandes dessinees where the author uses the story as an excuse for graphically shoving unsuitable implements in cunts. And those are more common than someone who doesn't frequent comics shops would imagine.
Read more ...