MONICA

Clowes’ latest graphic novel weaves nine interrelated stories into a tale of curiosity, corruption, and humanity’s addiction to significance.

The book opens with a two-page spread of the roiling waters, cratered land, and fiery skies of our primordial planet, then runs through snapshots of history: single-cell organisms, ancient Egyptians, the plague, Shakespeare, Hitler, The Beverly Hillbillies. It’s an ambitious opening that the book lives up to through its intersecting narratives of Vietnam soldiers, counterculture, horror, ambition, control, and mommy issues—all spinning around the orbit of a woman named Monica and her quest for her origins. Initially we meet Monica’s mother, Penny, as an art student in the 1960s, seduced away from her sedate life plans by the ideas of her new bohemian lover and his friends. As Penny delves deeper into free love and artistic pursuits, she soon finds herself a mother to young Monica and the subject of Monica’s observations as Penny cycles through men, eventually abandoning Monica to follow her own path—perhaps into the clutches of a desert-dwelling cult. After a macabre interlude about a young man’s return to his boyhood home only to find the town under a sinister influence, we catch up with Monica as an adult, dealing with her own loss and encounter with the uncanny. In pursuit of her long-gone mother, Monica peels back opulent and fantastical layers of her own life until she finds the haunting core. Clowes strikes an irresistible balance of cultural criticism, philosophy, and pulp. The pacing and interconnection of the stories tease the reader along as narration and dialogue pop with insight and humor. Clowes’ art retains a classic comics aesthetic while delivering a thoroughly modern vibe.

A timeless nugget of polished pulp.