Okay, I give up.

In this corner, weighing in at 12 pounds 1,424 pages...

... pulverizing this book reviewer to a pulpy mess who only got to page 1130.

Y: The Last Man Omnibus

Y: The Last Man
Written by Brian K. Vaughan, Pia Guerra
Art by:
Pia Guerra
Goran Sudžuka
Paul Chadwick
Jose Marzan Jr.

(Amazon's link to all things YTLM)

Everybody explains themselves.

I think I found a strong candidate for a desert island book. There's just too much to take in with one reading, not even reading it through from start to finish. Y: The Last Man is an epic journey, and I'm feeling that soldiering on to the end won't find an adequate reward in saying 'DONE FINALLY!' and closing it.

This is a book you sample once in a while, pick up the thread again. Why? No sense of atmosphere, no urgency.

No shortage of tough talk.

Post-apocalyptic stories like Soylent Green or Mad Max begin with a distorted reality from ours: overpopulation and pollution have made the world's food sources scarce causing a city like New York to resort to cannibalism. Nuclear war has sabotaged the modes of production to the point where petrol is more valuable than human life in the Australian outback.

A world where all the men have died except Yorick and his monkey Ampersand would -in my thinking- resemble some crazed opening scene from A Hard Day's Night with mobs and mobs of desperate screaming women -figuratively speaking- needing to get a hand on him; destroy him, mate with him, dissect his body. Yorick's every waking minute would be spent in trying to deal with that, would it not?

It doesn't matter what goes on outside the door...

That's where I am with this tome. I'm getting lots of character interaction but no setting changes, no sense of a world alien to ours, which is a pity.

Yorick walks around, chums it up with a bunch of characters, eats lunch, has dream sequences. I wonder if this needed the 'last man' shtick to make it relevant? I don't really see this world any different than ours, and that I chalk up to Brian K. Vaughan's relentless focus on character.


... yet some of the writing can be very well wrought, poignant and witty.

More cool dream sequences!

Soylent Green and Mad Max have in common a sense of the 'sinking boat' feeling about their respective worlds. Worlds that are sliding into chaos, into hell. That's where you get a sense of urgency, like watching the Titanic dipping into the Atlantic, and all the tiny people scurrying frantically around.

What's Brian K. Vaughan's world doing, what inevitable trajectory has he set it upon by removing virtually all the men? That's the part I'm missing.

I'll return to reading YTLM when I feel an interest in seeing if Yorick and Ampersand make it out alright -along with his friends and Beth his girlfriend. Other than that there's not really a whole lot pulling me back.

Okay! Next Tuesday: something from Z2 comics!

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