This is a lovely graphic novel with a sweet and somewhat predictable ending that nevertheless is complex and surprising and subtle in many ways throughout. Tim Ginger, former government test pilot, now a widow, is retired and living in a trailer in New Mexico near where she died and he lost his sight in a plane accident. He has written about something he thought he saw, something dark about the government, so he gets invited to conspiracy/ufo conventions to speak. He also plays cricket since he is English, with a lot of ex-pats from around the world that play cricket, so has decided to write his next work on cricket. Still, he can't leave his dead wife, so in many ways he is still just an aging guy who is rooted in the past. But he is moving on from conspiracy to cricket, a fun thing for him.
An old friend cartoonist writing about people who decide not to have children, a woman, Anna, runs into him and interviews and draws him, a childless guy. Some mild flirtation ensues. . . and ends where? Gotta read it, not gonna say.
The real hero of this ultimately conventional tale that I liked as a "late middle-aged" guy (which is to say 63, okay, could be old from your perspective) is Hanshaw's art. He focuses on interesting tonal details in single panels, he uses contemplative coloring, to create mood and pace. And in terms of panel construction Henshaw paces the story so that we don't know much about what is going on for a long time, and this pacing is appropriate to a contemplative late-middle age tale.
So details of plot are released gradually. And it's a unique plot, from conspiracy theories to comics to grief to stars. . . and a kind of metaphorical flight into the future. Some weird poetic images that are also beautiful. It doesn't all quite fit--like for instance the childless couple comic-making doesn't connect so obviously with some other themes, and the conspiracy theory issue is not so obviously central, but that kind of thing makes it less cheesy and simplistic than it otherwise might have been for me. It's not just an old-dude-finds-himself genre tale. Though it is that in part, too. It's just that the texture is more complex in Hanshaw's version of events.
It's a kind of "message" comic, sure, and a sort of common one--don't hold on to the past, no matter how good that past was--but it's also a pretty darned pleasing one, for my money, done by an accomplished artist in interesting ways. I liked it a lot, very sweet story.