A few days too late: The Walking Dead: Book One
While I realize that this review comes almost a decade too late (around 7 years to be exact), I think that the book still deserves the justice of being critiqued. It’s been damn-near impossible to find quality reviews on this book anywhere on the internet, despite it being heralded as an independent success story, and one of the best graphic novels of all time. The spot reviews on Amazon and IGN just simply won’t suffice for me. Did this book change me? No. It made me think . . . which is all you can ever ask any book to do. This review stands as a “thank you” to Robert Kirkman for using the graphic novel as a serious medium for storytelling.
TrendRobot Rating: 10/10
Zombies, vampires, and other horror movies staples have all been cash cows for Hollywood and cable television as of late. This fascination with the otherworldly and the undead has been making a resurgence in pop-culture, seemingly, since George A. Romero’s Dawn of the Dead was remade in 2004. Beginning one year prior, however, a young comic writer by the name of Robert Kirkman set out on an ambitious, independent comic/zombie-project, that told the story of something even more frightening than the flesh-craving undead. Kirkman immediately threw the readers into a gray abyss that told, through the eyes of his flawed protagonist, Rick Grimes, a story of human nature at its most primitive.
