I picked up Sand Castle at a library five days ago. There's no description on the outside: the back cover continues the image on the front, all sea and sky. And the book inside contains no descriptive copy or illuminating review quotes -- it dives right into the narrative after the usual front matter. So I read this knowing only one thing about it: it was, in some way, the work of Frederik Peeters, whose Blue Pills I read (and reviewed for ComicMix) back in 2008. After reading the graphic novel proper, I hit the biographies of the authors, and learned that Peeters was the illustrator here, working for a script by documentary filmmaker Pierre Oscar Levy -- Levy's first work for comics.
It's set on a secluded beach, just inland from the cliffs of a seaside, where erosion and luck have created a perfect little bowl of water and sand and air and life. And, one day, a number of people go there: first a mysterious young woman, observed skinny-dipping by a serious Algerian man passing through. Then two families arrive: parents, children, one aged grandmother. A young couple join them -- all coming separately, none knowing each other. They squabble, and the reader expects one type of story.
But Sandcastle is not the expected story. It moves into genre in a way I wouldn't dream of revealing -- not even which genre -- and is remorseless as time itself in working out the details of that genre element. This is not a happy book, but it's a strong one, full of thought and humanity and love and fear and death. If you find it on a shelf, as I did, pick it up and read it. It's worth the time and space in your head.
Book-A-Day 2014 Introduction and Index
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