I seem to have fallen in love with my very first comic book. Mind you, I have enjoyed the ones I have read up until this point, but for some reason I seem to have connected with Jessica Jones in a different way.
I have given the matter some thought. Could this be because of the television series? While I understand how the physicality of it could help create the bond, I don’t think that’s quite the case. I have read Wynonna Earp and, even though I have enjoyed it, I didn’t find myself as… invested. To be honest, though I find Jessica Jones’s adaptation to be visually beautiful and thought-provokingly disturbing, I can’t help but favourite the written version over it. There’s something about it… can’t quite put my finger on it!
I loved pretty much everything, but there were a couple of moments that just had me. I absolutely adored the interaction with Captain America and the easiness of her lunch with Carol. Also, the moment I realized I was in love with the medium was the interview at the police station. Might be ridiculous and naïve of me, but I found it to be so cleverly drawn and disposed across the page! Also, it was fantastic to see all these heroes being casually mentioned or actually having them show up.
I still know close to nothing about comic books, but falling in love with this one in specific, and reading The View from the Cheap Seats by Neil Gaiman, has me interested. There’s something undoubtedly special, particularly powerful, if not truly magical, about this world.
Eagerly awaiting the arrival of the others.