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A review by jarrahpenguin
King-Cat Classix by John Porcellino
5.0
I picked up my first issue of King-Cat at a comic book shop on a trip to Halifax. All I knew was it looked indie and had a cat on the cover. This was #75 about John Porcellino's cat Maisie's life, and I was bawling by the end of it. Since then I'd picked up a few issues here and there and even though there was decidedly less about cats, I loved the authenticity and the weirdness of it all. I was excited to take a trip back to the beginning in this collection of highlights from the first 50 issues.
When King-Cat first came out it was really groundbreaking. You can see how work like this laid the groundwork for comic book memoirs of today.
Coming from punk music and indie zines, John Porcellino was and is not here to impress you with his art, but just to express himself. Reading Porcellino's recounted dreams and daily interactions with friends and strangers, not to mention his quirky serialized stories and seemingly random listener mail, you feel like it's all very relatable and yet profound. You laugh, cry and wonder WTF. I can't imagine better pandemic reading.
When King-Cat first came out it was really groundbreaking. You can see how work like this laid the groundwork for comic book memoirs of today.
Coming from punk music and indie zines, John Porcellino was and is not here to impress you with his art, but just to express himself. Reading Porcellino's recounted dreams and daily interactions with friends and strangers, not to mention his quirky serialized stories and seemingly random listener mail, you feel like it's all very relatable and yet profound. You laugh, cry and wonder WTF. I can't imagine better pandemic reading.