Gaiman, Neil - Endless Nights
Thu, Oct. 2nd, 2003 01:28 pmLeaf blower people still going. Seems as though I am doomed to listen to this every week on one of my days off. Curse them.
I got my Endless Nights finally! It's been sitting in the apartment office, but I haven't been able to collect it until today.
And, oh, it was so nice taking it from the box and veeery carefully taking off the shrink wrap and then very carefully cracking it open. And there, on the pages, was art that was quite obviously Dave McKean's, and I was back in Neil Gaiman's world of the Endless again. It's been a while since I've visited.
I'm not sure which story I liked the best -- Delirium's, perhaps, or Dream's. Dream's just felt nice and old-fashioned, with gorgeous illustrations and besides, it let me meet Delight and the first Despair. I also nearly fell out of my chair when Dream talked about Desire as his favorite sibling, and Death appeared, moping around. I liked Death's story, but not that much, sadly... For some reason, the soldier bit and the meeting her once before reminded me of my own Death story, Falling. Course, Gaiman does it better. But it was a bit weird.
I very much liked the portrait of Desire, and I thought Milo Manara got it just right. The slant of the eyebrows, the eyes, especially. It's quite funny because Desire and Daemon Sadi will always look like each other in my mind, which is, I suppose, not entirely unfitting.
And I've always known the stars would talk to each other. Although, thanks to L'Engle, mostly I believed they sang. Perhaps they started that after the conference.
I will most likely not be reading the portraits of Despair much in the future. Not that it was bad, but it was horrifying right on the mark.
Despair and Delirium reminded me of each other, but I will read Delirium's again with more comfort for that final, brilliant portrait in color, of Delirium with flaming red hair, two-toned eyes, and fish.
Was a bit more ambivalent toward the Destruction story, although there was a shoutout to slashdot.org.
Same with Destiny -- nothing new there, just stuff I had known before from Season of Mists.
All in all, quite lovely.
I got my Endless Nights finally! It's been sitting in the apartment office, but I haven't been able to collect it until today.
And, oh, it was so nice taking it from the box and veeery carefully taking off the shrink wrap and then very carefully cracking it open. And there, on the pages, was art that was quite obviously Dave McKean's, and I was back in Neil Gaiman's world of the Endless again. It's been a while since I've visited.
I'm not sure which story I liked the best -- Delirium's, perhaps, or Dream's. Dream's just felt nice and old-fashioned, with gorgeous illustrations and besides, it let me meet Delight and the first Despair. I also nearly fell out of my chair when Dream talked about Desire as his favorite sibling, and Death appeared, moping around. I liked Death's story, but not that much, sadly... For some reason, the soldier bit and the meeting her once before reminded me of my own Death story, Falling. Course, Gaiman does it better. But it was a bit weird.
I very much liked the portrait of Desire, and I thought Milo Manara got it just right. The slant of the eyebrows, the eyes, especially. It's quite funny because Desire and Daemon Sadi will always look like each other in my mind, which is, I suppose, not entirely unfitting.
And I've always known the stars would talk to each other. Although, thanks to L'Engle, mostly I believed they sang. Perhaps they started that after the conference.
I will most likely not be reading the portraits of Despair much in the future. Not that it was bad, but it was horrifying right on the mark.
Despair and Delirium reminded me of each other, but I will read Delirium's again with more comfort for that final, brilliant portrait in color, of Delirium with flaming red hair, two-toned eyes, and fish.
Was a bit more ambivalent toward the Destruction story, although there was a shoutout to slashdot.org.
Same with Destiny -- nothing new there, just stuff I had known before from Season of Mists.
All in all, quite lovely.