A compulsively readable wail of Existential despair, a kaleidoscope of war's dehumanizing brutality and of Everyman's suffering, as well as a deadpan mastgerpiece of the darkest black humor. The richly composed and obsessively researched drawings -perfectly poised between cartoon and illustration - fall to the relentless beats of Jacques Tardi's three horizontal panels per page to dig a hole deep inside the reader's brain. 'This is one Hell of a book.' - Art Spiegelman. Filmography; Bibliography. B&W illus. 122p.

Lint's world is dominated by language, and oversized words are graphic elements on almost every page. So are arrays of tiny dots frmo the face of baby Jordan as his consciousness coalesces and he speaks his first 'mama.' And at the end, as elderly Jordan is dying, his world disintegrastes into dots again, as he thinks 'am I...am....am' Which, of course, bleeds through the back cover to appear in almost indecipherable white type, as 'ma....ma....? 72p.

Presented as a panorama of a single day in New York City, this collection of drawings by Denys Wortman goes a long way in 'rescuing' the cartoonist's work from oblivion. The result of some online sleuthing by James Sturm led to a connection with Wortman's son, who relayed that an archive of more than five thousand illustrations was literally sitting in his shed. For over thirty-five years, they'd been fighting the elements, i.e., rodents, rusty paperclips, and even a blizzard! Here, from coal cellars to roof tops, and opera houses to boarding houses, Wortman recorded the sailors, dishwashers, con artists, entertainers, pushcart peddlers, construction workers, musicians, hobos, society mastrons, young mothoers, secretaries, and students who collectively made the city what it was and is today. Index of Dates of Drawings. B&W illustrations throughout. 288p.