Snipe, originally released as a book object in a very limited edition of 100, consists of two discrete stories. Snipe I follows a wildlife photographer lost in the woods while memories of his previous night’s fever dream gradually surface. Snipe II is a highly detailed and possibly fictionalized account of the life and career WWII’s most celebrated sniper, Finland’s Simo Häyhä. Where these stories intersect is in the territory of memory and inaccuracy, myth-building and psychosis.
I like the art quite a bit, but am frustrated by the ambiguity of the stories, which seem pointless. I know that the tactics taken were intentional, but it feels like a misfire.
Fascinating experiment of a graphic novel that's one of those rare works you'll feel compelled to read again, not because you're obsessive, but because it's not easily penetrated. And the good news here is that it's short enough so that even people who don't typically reread something will probably break that habit. This is an almost dreamlike meditations in two parts, at once formal in its content and yet so loose it's probably easy to dismiss. Hence the need to reread. And even if you haven't reached that conclusion yet yourself, you will...