This manga went from Oh, this is promising! to WTF?! too quickly.
I saw this on the blog of a comics & manga reviewer I occasionally visit when I want to know about novelties, and the review said it was about Miyamoto Musashi, the most famous ever samurai. As I had enjoyed the novel Musashi and the manga adaptation Vagabond, I didn't need convincing. But I should've been more on guard, and should've noticed that the review had praised the artwork and said practically nothing about the story. That's a flaming red flag, and I missed it.
Oh, well, on to the demolition work...
The art is indeed gorgeous, heads and shoulders above the usual fare for manga. There's no denying that, as an artist I can't fault Hideki Mori. No wonder he's been chosen for the renewed "Lone Wolf and Cub" sequel, and based on the art alone, this would've got 4 stars at a minimum.
But the story . . . sweet baby Buddha, the story is dreadful. Or rather, three of the four stories are dreadful and unreadable.
In reality, La Bestia (The Beast) isn't a single story but a collection of four short stories, each telling an episode in the life of Miyamoto Musashi from his first swordfight at 13 to the Battle of Sekigahara at 17. That outline alone was brilliant, as both the novel & manga adaptation start right after Sekigahara, so Hideki Mori had a golden chance of filling in the gaps with this here manga and showing us the legend before he was a legend, to show us Bennosuke before he became Musashi.
And the mangaka-san blew it up!
I'm annoyed at that, because the first story, entitled "The Cuckoo," is an excellent set up piece. It tells us how Hirata Bennosuke, still a young boy, is living in a Buddhist temple where his father, Munisai, exiled him. He's a wild boy, filthy, isolated, silent, misanthropic, and loathes his father for reasons we don't know. He's feared by the villagers, who steer clear of him, and often suspect him of every crime that happens in their little village. This boy is so lost and there's such darkness in his soul, he is still incredibly far from both Shinmen Takezo and Miyamoto Musashi, the identities he'd take later in lite, and you feel intrigued by him. You want to know what made him tick, how he became the man he'd be known as. And when solving a horrendous crime in the village gives him a chance to clear his name and earn the respect of the people, you think you can foresee the path he'll follow towards becoming the greatest Japanese swordsman of all time.
And then, you read the next chapter, "The Young Wild Boar," and you can't but feel horrified at how quickly and easily Hideki Mori torpedoed this promising start. He introduces everything nasty and questionable he can think of into the plotline: gore, gratuitous violence, dismemberment, graphic sex with corny dialogue, incest, serial killers, rape, parricide... It becomes a "Berserk"-level bloodbath in which the plot becomes irrelevant. If there's a manga equivalent to Porn Without Plot, this is Violence Porn Without Plot; the author seems to be determined to write as disgustingly as he can, and even his afterword contains swearwords that you don't expect.
I know there's a type of manga with this precise style, "Berserk" is popular for a reason, but I suspect even "Berserk" has some plot somewhere in all that blood 'n' guts miasma.
In short, I came here for my "Shogun" fix, and came out with a dumber Guts. There's no words for the depth of my disappointment.