But let’s be honest: Every comic reader has had that 2 a.m. argument. The one where voices rise, beer bottles become gesticulating weapons, and someone eventually shouts,
Yes. Sit down. Let me explain why Jimmy Corrigan is not only the best comic ever made but the only comic that makes the phrase make sense. Why It Wins Criterion #1 (Craftsmanship) Chris Ware doesn’t draw comics. He builds them. Every panel is a diorama of despair. The lettering is custom. The color palette is a bruise—muted reds, sickly yellows, hospital grays. The page layouts are architectural blueprints of loneliness. fucking possible comic best
The fourth time, you cry at the ending where nothing is resolved. Because that’s the point. There’s a moment—no spoilers—in the 1893 sequence where a character experiences a horrific accident involving infrastructure. It’s drawn with cold, Victorian precision. You turn the page. And Chris Ware has drawn an insert of a paper cut-out toy of the same accident. Instructions: “Cut along dotted lines. Fold. Glue.” But let’s be honest: Every comic reader has had that 2 a