So Something Finally Happens, and it’s really well-written and well-handled, and surprisingly affecting.

Of course, it happens hundreds of miles away from the zoo.

I’m prepared to accept that I am denser than the average bear — even if that average bear happens to be held captive by a teenage sexpot who likes to sleep on his stomach — but this series baffles me. There may be some massive, brilliant, underlying metaphor at work here. I suspect there isn’t, and the writer had a Generic People Caught Up In War story, the artist really wanted to draw a zoo, and the zoo was a convenient hook to hang the Generic War Story on. I could, again, be wrong.

I’m going to re-read this series in more depth for a full review in the future, at which point I’ll try to come up with some sort of compelling reason for, well, the zoo. Gorgeous as always, and the writing is perfectly fine, but the rich promise of this series’ premise leaves me blinking heavy-lidded at the eventual execution.

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