So, a month or so before I actually began to read this graphic novel, I was reminded of its existence when I saw the third volume of it in my local library. I became elated, because it brought back memories from when I was very much in love with my current boyfriend, when he was a very different person. I had thought he really liked this series, but upon further speculation, and talking with him about it, the case actually was more so that he found it in a store for cheap. A lot of the copies, actually. I remember this. He found a bunch of them and was asking me if I wanted one. I said I wasn't sure, because I had never read it or had much interest in reading it. So, he bought me a copy just in case anyway. He read it too, in order to prove it was entertaining, or good, or something. I'm not sure. But I do know that we didn't talk about it much a little while after he bought it. But for some odd reason, its existence brings back very happy feelings from that time. I had thought it was from when he was in middle school, but I was mistaken. He was in ninth grade, in Arkansas, or Oklahoma, or something. It was near-ish the beginning of ninth grade. Probably near the end of the first semester, I'd say. Or perhaps the middle? We certainly were not dating yet, but I wasn't really jealous of anyone at the time either. All I know is that I was in love with him and what I thought was his innocence at the time. And Hollow Fields brings back the memories of him when he was like that, and the love and admiration I had for him at the time.
He never actually gave me the book though, I guess I refused it a few times and he gave up. But a couple weeks ago, we agreed to a trade. I give him a Kill la Kill manga, and he gives me the Hollow Fields graphic novel. If only I had accepted it long ago... I really only want it because it was originally intended for me anyway. And it reminds me of such happy moments.
Anyway! On to the actual story of Hollow Fields. It's peculiar. It's... cute? It's unique, that's for sure. And it doesn't really remind me of much except for perhaps the feel that Soul Eater has, and kind of The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy, in regards to the art. I really like Dino, and the fact that Lucy Snow carries him everywhere. I don't want to see him hurt though. He reminds me so much of my precious toy horse, Blueberry, which I still took around with me everywhere when I was Lucy's age.
In regards to my expectations, I had no idea this was going to be about an academy of mad scientists! I went into this story not really knowing much of anything about it, and having little expectations except that it would have some level of innocence, and it would be at least somewhat good. Maybe that's why I enjoyed the first half so much, but not as much the second half. I read the second half a few days later, when I was expecting more out of it than I had when I started reading the volume. I was really surprised though that Hollow Fields was a school. Although, I don't really know what I ever expected Hollow Fields to be, I don't think I ever had any idea, but I certainly never suspected for a second that it would be an academy, nor that this would be a story set in school life. Why do almost all manga series revolve around school...? Now that I'm in actual public school, in college, this appeals to me much less.
Really though. I wonder what happens at the old Windmill? I bet those graves are filled with the bodies of old students. AND I bet that they use students for experiments, as top priority. Probably when they accidentally (most of the time) kill them is when they send their bodies to the graveyard to be buried. I wonder if any of the Engineers were ever alive. Miss Weaver probably was, however, I think she used herself as an experiment far too many times. But she likely did so in order to enhance herself AND learn and experiment.
Really though. This series is interesting. And I kept thinking that Lucy would make a side-kick best friend of some sorts, but all her candidates except for one keep being doomed to detention. The one that remains is a jerk and hates girls, he likely is more of an important story character later on, rather than her best friend. As a matter of fact, her best friend it appears to be talking box. Is he a man trapped in a box by some means? Was his consciousness transferred from his body and into the robot/box? Who can say? What I do know is that the homework he helped Lucy with did everything that it was supposed to. He purposely made it go crazy and destroy school buildings and try to kill Miss Weaver, all before hitting the, what was supposed to be, intended target. He is a smart man, indeed. But how and why was he ever at that school and how and why is he in a box now, under a book shelf in the school library?
Oh, and Summer (who shares that name with someone in my church that is childhood friends with my boyfriend...weird), apparently has lilac hair, not blonde. I thought that was an interesting fact. The author seems to be doing everything within her power to use stereotypes in order to gain readers while she is also doing everything within her power to also stray from those stereotypes by changing them just enough for her story and its set up and characters to be considered unique. She does a good job, not a wonderful job, but still a good job.
Also, Miss Weaver, and... basically everyone in this story, except for Lucy, is mean to some extent. It makes the world feel cold and harsh and wicked, because right now, that school will be her world until the year is done. And all the children are only about the age of ten! They really were raised by mad scientists. They're cute for having be born of mad scientists though. Oh, and funny thing, this series made reference to some other series, claiming that Hollow Fields is the root of many science things in other worlds, or whatever the word they used was. Interesting, huh? Apparently they've been around for a VERY long time, especially Miss Weaver.
There is a lot I want to write about, and if I ever re-read this, I'll likely never want to write about it again. But I'm lazy. And my wrist is sprained.