When Lana's Alzheimer's affected grandmother recalls an event from her childhood, Lana is convinced that she witnessed a murder, and decides to investigate. But the rest of the town thinks that some secrets are better left buried.
This was an interesting book. Nocenti is a curious writer. She wrote superhero comics for years during a time when women writers were incredibly scare in the genre (unlike now, when they're just, um, kind of scarce). But she always had a style to her, one I deeply associate with the stranger Marvel comics of the 70s and 80s. The plotting felt a bit loose and the characters a bit stilted, but she has a really fascinating ability to imbue her work with the themes she wants to explore, in ways that are sometimes heavy-handed, sometimes too cryptic, but almost always evocative. And that's what here, to a large extent. Lana's connection to the murder is pretty overt, as is the repressions and impulsiveness that drive her. The trapeze artist metaphor that opens the book is far, far from subtle. But it works--I think the mystery genre with a slice of romance fits Nocenti incredibly well, and I really like what she did with the queer characters here. Worth reading.