No one can read Persepolis and tell me that “sequential art” (as some call comics) is not its own sui generis art form.
Persepolis is warm and touching and enlightening and everything else that everyone says about it. Yes, yes, I recommend it – it is very good. I question if it is truly great, though. Frankly, the story peters out as Marji gets older. The long stretch in Vienna is far less engaging than anything going on in Tehran. But what can you do – this is her life, that’s the whole point, and if that’s what happened, that’s what happened.
I’m on board for whatever Satrapi does next. We have the Persepolis DVD here, but I wanted to wait til I read this til I cracked that open. I’ll be checking it out soon.
