Guido Crepax (born Crepas, 1933-2003) was an Italian illustrator and comics author, considered one of the most influential cartoonists of the second half of the 20th century. He is notably remembered for his sophisticated black and white art, as well as his dreamlike storylines, often involving a significative dose of erotism. Crepax was born and raised in Milan, the son of famed cellist Gilberto Crepas. He graduated in Architecture in 1958, then started a successful career in illustration, mostly for advertisement and record covers. Crepax began making comics in the middle of the 60's, particularly for the Italian magazine 'Linus'. He is best known for the Valentina series of stories. Originally introduced as a side character in the sci-fi story The Curve of Lesmo (1965), Valentina is a fictional photographer from Milan. She is a cultured strong woman, with sophisticated art and fashion tastes, left-wing political ideals and a marked sexual curiosity. Valentina quickly became a staple of European counterculture of the late 60s and early 70s. The series run for thirty years, until 1995, with the titular character aging in real time. Over the decades Crepax created other female characters, such as Belinda, Anita, Bianca, Giulietta, usually used as protagonists of erotic comics. His other works include a number of comic book adaptations of erotic novels, like Emmanuelle, Justine, Venus in Furs, Story of O, as well as horror classics Dracula, Frankenstein, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
Onírico e Erótico, Crepax guia Valentina através de vinhetas surrealistas que pretendem retratar a imaginação, ideais e preconceitos da protagonista através da sua infância, juventude e idade adulta. Nascida nos finais da última grande guerra, Valentina é criada de modo a retratar também a emancipação social da mulher no ocidente. Não faltam as referências culturais a modelar o carácter de Valentina, misticismo e nus. Pois ao virar da esquina Valentina encontra-se, real ou imaginariamente, nua. Um sopro de vento e lá se vai a camisola, um tropeção e adeus calças. Infelizmente, esta fórmula é tão utilizada, ainda que artisticamente, que o livro torna-se previsível. Gostei da imaginação em redor da viagem alucinante no metro e da aleatoriedade de algumas passagens. Contudo, a obra parece mais uma série de experiências ilustrativas do que uma história coerente.
If you like old Hammer movies, those that have no real plot, just excuses to see boobs, maybe this is for you. Although even the erotic part is kind of missing here.