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allisonjpmiller 's review for:
The Sandman Vol. 4: Season of Mists
by Neil Gaiman
The Sandman universe continues to be equal parts engrossing and disturbing. These stories are easy to get lost in, even if the art isn't always to my liking. There's a lot to appreciate about Gaiman's sardonic take on hell—e.g. that it's something people ultimately inflict on themselves (they could leave if they chose), and that eternal damnation without any corrective purpose would one day bore even Lucifer himself to tears.
Gaiman gives the various gods, demons, abstract forces, and manifestations of the human psyche that converge in this volume satisfyingly irrational motives and quirks—or, rather, he takes a human vice or fixation and amplifies it out of all proportion before assigning it to one of his characters. I think it's that distorted funhouse mirror effect that makes them all interesting—if a bit unnerving—beings to share story-space with.
Not sure if I want to pat Sandman on the head or take an anvil to it. Like, he's learning ~good and important things~ but it takes him ten frelling thousand years to figure them out. What a dork.
Gaiman gives the various gods, demons, abstract forces, and manifestations of the human psyche that converge in this volume satisfyingly irrational motives and quirks—or, rather, he takes a human vice or fixation and amplifies it out of all proportion before assigning it to one of his characters. I think it's that distorted funhouse mirror effect that makes them all interesting—if a bit unnerving—beings to share story-space with.
Not sure if I want to pat Sandman on the head or take an anvil to it. Like, he's learning ~good and important things~ but it takes him ten frelling thousand years to figure them out. What a dork.