Little Maakies on the Prairie by Tony Millionaire
My rating: 4/5 cats
if you cut open tony millionaire’s head, it would be full of all gross stuff.
i don’t suggest you go out and do that, because he probably wouldn’t be able to draw as well as he does with a chopped-up brain, but i am very curious about what all is hiding in his nooks and crannies. and i think he would be interested in finding out, as well. he strikes me as a curious man.
also a deeply disturbed man.
in case you only read the comics pages in those fancy establishment newspapers, and you are asking me if maakies is like marmaduke:
it is not.
it is much sadder and grosser and the characters get crabs more frequently than most other comic-strip characters.
the maakies stuff is just tony millionaire having a ball, just going nuts. not that it’s not well-drawn, it’s fine, but some of the other stuff he has done for sock monkey and billy hazelnuts is just so skillful in a traditional sense, that you know when he draws a monkey on the toilet, he is just giving himself laffs. this is his version of slumming it.
i am so glad i finally came around on him. because even though this stuff sometimes veers into the juvenile (believe it or not), there is still some wonderful and profoundly dark and sad stuff in here.
also—how cute is this doll??
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