His art loses something too: you see a reduction of detail from the beginning story through a greater clarity, the strength of line only catching up a little later, but towards the end we lose a lot of force and weight, and a lot of it looks lazy. This doesn’t help build an attachment, which is sad after the stories and characters were so strong and moving up to then (and still intermittently afterwards). I think there are clear problems with that: the sheer number of supporting characters, like a whole new cast that Jaime introduces every fifty pages, then drops in favour of another crowd. Trouble is, I’m not sure how much that’s an objective view. I adore the first third, but I think it declines a lot afterwards. And I’m struggling with what I want to say. I reviewed brother Gilbert’s Palomar volume a while back, and I’ve just read this: a 700-page collection of all Jaime’s Maggie-related strips from Love & Rockets.
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