My first comics review for PopMatters.com is live, and it involves talking mice and swordplay. (Alas, there’s yet another reference to Art Spiegelman’s Maus but I tried to make it relevant in this instance.) Here’s a taste:
If Mouse Guard: Winter 1152 were well-paced, I’d forgive its narrative flaws. But the art is too self-consciously interested in being admired to be a page-turner. There are no zip lines, wild gesturing, or sense of humor that might propel the narrative. Its high detail and quest for verisimilitude means that each panel comes across as a still-life. Individually, the panels are gorgeous. Taken together, though, the pages feel like arranged sets of photographs rather than a living, breathing comic. It’s technically superb but almost completely inexpressive.