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This book is about a lot of things: Guess how many times that sex is consensual? There is a lot of rape in this book, starting with the first few pages when nine-year-old Dodola is deflowered by her adult husband, and it only gets worse from there. Over pages, Dodola is coerced into sex, forced to trade sex in order to survive, and straight-up pinned to the ground and violently raped, and Thompson draws these scenes in so much detail that reading them started to feel voyeuristic at best.
At worst, Thompson seems to be eroticizing rape. Or, more accurately… TITS. I would estimate that the page-to-tit ratio in this story is about 1: The good news is that with the sheer volume of bare breasts in this story, the book would make an absolutely stellar present for any year-old boys you might know.
Christmas is coming up, guys! Far from it. However, I support equal-opportunity nudity, which means that if I have to spend my reading time looking at boobs, there had better be some dicks to balance things out. Female pubic hair is shown exactly once, and every other time naked women appear they all seem to be freshly waxed, even if it makes no sense in the context of the story for them to be that way. So considering how some, shall we say, less-photogenic aspects of human sexuality are presented, it is staggering how much time Thompson spends drawing boobs.
What results is, ultimately, not a celebration of human sexuality or even female sexuality. So in conclusion: Should you read it anyway? But be prepared for some ugliness to come with the beautiful. View all 27 comments. Sep 25, Seth T. A couple weeks ago, I read and reviewed Chester Brown's Paying For It , a book singularly concerned with separating love from sex. Brown forwards the idea that fewer problems arise if we segregate sex as completely as we can from the relational sphere.
He does this to such an extent that he proposes that sex is a pleasure best paid for and made entirely transactional. It's not spoiling anything to say that Brown, as he represents himself in the book, is more wholly concerned with sex than he is A couple weeks ago, I read and reviewed Chester Brown's Paying For It , a book singularly concerned with separating love from sex.
It's not spoiling anything to say that Brown, as he represents himself in the book, is more wholly concerned with sex than he is with relationship.
Despite the author's protestations, readers will almost certainly feel some sorrow for him as he shows himself unable to enjoy the manifold blessing of romantic relationships. We watch his philosophy play itself out and wonder: Craig Thompson's latest work, Habibi , may function well as a companion piece to Paying For It , only emphasizing the inverse of Brown's work: Thompson balances several themes throughout Habibi 's unfolded history of two runaway slaves but perhaps chief among these is an exploration of love, of true love—and how it can exist, flourish, and grow even in the absence of sexual fulfillment.
Chester Brown focused on his women as pure objects, as receptacles for his sexuality to the exclusion of their ability to exist as full-orbed human persons with dreams, hopes, loves, or even for the most part personalities; Thompson, on the other hand, uses the objectification of his characters to craft them into noble persons deserving of dignity, of hope, of love.
Thompson walks a narratively perilous path, pushing envelopes with his characters that draw out the terror of the human spirit balancing against the redeeming power of a full-bodied and depth-defying love. His choices are dangerous because as his characters participate in choices that may seem abominable—and in some sense they are abominable choices, made so by their sheer necessity—Thompson risks the reader losing interest in the plight of these two characters.
Still, the compassionate reader won't be able to help investment into their two stories, which are really just one story. In Habibi , Thompson introduces us to his heroine, Dodola, as she is sold into marriage to a scribe who will teach her to read, to understand the power of stories. Dodola is nine and Thompson does not spare us the aftermath of her wedding night.
What's worse is that the anguish of such a scene, such an experience, is small in comparison to the fate Dodola and her adopted son Zam will live out. Thompson makes a cruel god for his world and creations; yet it is in his cruelty that we see the beauty of Dodola and Zam spill out in Habibi 's nearly seven hundred pages.
Habibi is a major work in comics literature and Thompson's first since the nearly-six-hundred-page Blankets. Comparisons will be obvious. Both works traffic deeply in religious language and colour their texts in displays of sacred ferocity. Both explore the boundaries and need for love and human contact. Both play with non-linearity in storytelling, skipping back and forth and only revealing the past in time to illuminate the future.
These two creations are very much the work of the same author and it's a joy to see his voice maturing. Still, for those hoping for another Blankets , Thompson has something very much different in store. In both tone and scope, Habibi is an entirely more ambitious work. We see Thompson redressing things that were focal points in Blankets. In the former book, Raina is depicted in such sacred light by Thompson that she becomes the ultimate example of female sexual objectification—all with the best intentions of course, but when young Craig deifies her, he makes her into little better than a graven image.
In Habibi , however, when Dodola is depicted nude which is often , she is wholly human. This is a triumph of Thompson's technique for in the midst of the narrative, she is being wholly objectified, yet these instances serve only to drive home her humanity. For the majority of those within Habibi 's narrative landscape, Dodola exists much as Chester Brown's ideal woman—she is merely a receptacle for their sexual advances.
Thompson, however, prevents the reader from seeing her in this way by refusing to give her the visual lyricism her bestowed upon Raina. Both are sacred and both are holy, but the one is made so by her sexuality while the other is made so by her personhood. It's a difficult line to draw and that Thompson illustrates it so well ably demonstrates why he is one the leading auteurs in the medium. While in its murk and depths, it may not seem possible that the last of these—love—should so completely over-power all else, but this is the case.
Love is not always victorious, but it is always glorious. The love of these two for each other is simultaneously heart-rending and heart-warming. And it is for this reason that I won't soon forget that when Habibi asks of love without sex, Is it enough?
Yes, it is. Note One word about the art: Beyond the research necessary to develop such a well-rounded story that borrows so heavily from the Qur'an, Habibi 's art is a wonder. The intricacy with which Thompson approaches his pages staggers the imagination—especially when one recalls the stress-injury pain in his hand that he related in Carnet de Voyage. So many of the pages of Habibi feature delicate ornamentation pulled from Islamic culture, ornament that would take hours to complete.
Here's an example: These are corners from four different pages, showing the kind of decoration that Thompson wrapped around entire pages. At first I presumed that he drew this just the once and reproduced the designwork for subsequent pages. This photo though shows that each page's work was distinct. That Thompson took the care to patiently or impatiently, it hardly matters draw out these magnificent designs helps flesh out just how much effort was poured into this production.
The six years shows and Thompson outdoes anything I'd seen from him previously. View all 16 comments. Aug 15, digital rated it it was ok Shelves: It's just too bad. This book is conceived in a truly spectacular way, and visually, it succeeds and succeeds and succeeds. Even at its most whimsical and farflung, the stories of the prophets and the references to mysticism thread elegantly through the narrative.
Thompson has a knack for portraying themes through symbolism in an elaborate, poignant manner. The book was at its best, actually, during these side-stories. The basic narrative is, rather literally, fucked. The theme of the story is co It's just too bad. The theme of the story is commodification, consumption, exploitation, and Thompson undermines all of it through his depictions of women.
Dodola is exploited and raped again and again and again in a particularly unsettling manner: Women are given plenty of excuses to be naked and their bodies are generally given the same idealized shape ; men are stuffed into formless drapery; and nobody has any kind of meaningful sex until the end. The last point would not be an issue if Thompson's treatment of sex left it at a point of convincing redemption.
It's not that exploitation, as a topic, is off-limits and believe me I have SO MUCH sympathy for the environmental parallels he draws ; it's the fact that you shouldn't engage in a practice you're actively condemning!
For instance, the scene where Dodola, as a nine-year-old, has compassion for her much older husband's vulnerabilities is moving and brave. What is not moving and brave is the way Thompson depicts her during this panel - naked, approaching him sexually - and the fact that this compassion manifests as it's implied "tending to his needs.
For a book so meticulously researched you'd think he'd at least know to avoid all those harem cliches. For god's sake. So, so disappointing to see someone so talented fail in such a fundamental way. View all 13 comments. Nov 03, Deena Hypothesis rated it did not like it Shelves: Yay for Orientalism!
Themes of longing and survival permeate Habibi. The protagonists, Zam and Dodola, long for each other, likening this to a yearning for the Divine — Middle Eastern poets have done this for centuries. These themes, however, are often drowned out—no matter how much Thompson underlines them—by the towering gaffes of his misrepresentation. The country of Wanatolia may be fiction, but the cultures it mimics and clumsily muddles together are real. But, lo! Thompson admitted to Guernica that he drew inspiration for Habibi from the Orientalist art movement.
Orientalist paintings are a primary example of Orientalism as a racist point of view because they are Western depictions of Arab lands based on preconceptions of the painters who often had never been to the region they were depicting. Thompson traps himself by not realizing that his magical land full of djinns and harems is exactly the kind of fantastical interpretation that many Middle Eastern people and Muslims have had enough of.
And then we come to the other huge problem: The female protagonist, Dodola, is raped constantly: And once Zam or Habibi, the male protagonist witnesses one of these rapes, both his consciousness and his dreams are plagued by sensual reenactments of her rape.
Do I really have to make the point here that sexualizing rape is dangerous and unacceptable? The way Thompson portrays the female form is little more than a screen on which to project his Orientalist, new-agey crap. View all 7 comments. Jan 11, Patrick rated it it was amazing. I guarantee you've never read anything like this book.
View all 20 comments. Nov 20, Nat rated it it was amazing Shelves: I picked up this mind-boggling graphic novel on a whim, and I'll forever be grateful for that. My head felt like a spaceship right after finishing. Prepare for this to change your perception and the way you think about Habibi tells the tale of Dodola and Zam, refugee child slaves bound to each other by chance, by circumstance, and by the love that grows between them.
We follow them as their lives unfold together and apart; as they struggle to make a place for themselves in a world I picked up this mind-boggling graphic novel on a whim, and I'll forever be grateful for that. And can I just say that this was exactly what I was looking for in graphic novels: Plus, not only was the dialogue written with haunting detail, but the illustrations I think the above is my all-time favorite piece of drawing from Habibi The level of detail is remarkable. I'm still reeling from everything that went down, but I do know this: I was left feeling both satisfied and craving for more of Dodola and Zam, particularly the lavishing stories she told him.
There are a couple of them that keep haunting my mind wherever I go. To conclude, Craig Thompson is a mastermind, and I can't wait to pick up more of his brilliant creations.
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On every other page, your female protagonist was raped, objectified or victimized. Every Arabic man in your book was a brutal, camel-riding rapist with no morality or redeeming qualities at all.
Your quotes from the Quran in the midst of all the female nakedness and in between scenes of sexual violence, felt extremely offensive. These quotes added nothing substantial to your shallow story. Reading your pretentious, offensive and ultimately pointless book was an uncomfortable experience and left me feeling contaminated with poisonous dirt.
You personally signed my copy of your book at a book fair, but now I consider this as an insult. View all 15 comments. Spoilers Absolutely awful, one of the most rage inducing things I've ever read. I don't even know where to begin, there were that many fucked up things about it. Random, rambly thoughts: Then there was the glorification of abuse and rape running throughout, the main character couldn't go at least a couple of pages without being naked, raped or victimised.
Not one woman was portrayed as anything other than weak, vulnerable, oppressed, bitchy or heartless.
There's no doubt in my mind that Thompson has a worse than low opinion of Arabs, muslims, and other minorities. The story starts with a child Dodola being heartlessly sold into a forced marriage, her old-grotesque husband rapes her, then she's kidnapped from her rapist husband and sold into slavery, she manages to escape with a toddler called Zam and they live on a boat in the middle of a desert, she becomes a mother of sorts to Zam.
In order for her and Zam to survive she prostitutes herself to passing caravans and ALL the old men she meets are more than happy to fuck a child , she does that for years. Then she's separated from Zam when she's kidnapped again , this time she's forced into a harem with hundreds of other women… Ugh, then there's more rape, WTFery, slavery, fucked up-evil men, bitchy women, prostitution, incest.
At no point in the story was there one sane person or person with morals. The Arab men were all slavers, greedy, violent, abusive, disgusting rapists who had no compassion or empathy or morals. The black characters were either slaves or submissive or happy to serve. The women were only ever portrayed as weak, and were constantly sexualised or brutalized.
None of the characters had any depth or personality, they were worse than stereotypes.
She was also drawn and depicted in a disgusting way. No matter what she doing she was naked every other page… she was drawn like some sort of porn star. What did her being naked add to the story?
What was with all the sensual and loving drawings whenever she was being raped or attacked? Does Thompson think rape and abuse is sexy or romantic? Dodola used to bathe him as a toddler, change him, teach him things, and tell him stories before bed.
Her being naked every other page was not only gratuitous but also made her seem even more vulnerable and victim-like to everyone around her, even her pre-pubescent 'son' was constantly perving on her.
I very much doubt she prostituted herself for razors or wax when she was so desperate for food for her and Zam.
I also find it highly unlikely that the caravans she 'traded' with would even stock those things. In reality she would have looked hairy and malnourished with bad skin but that wouldn't have been sexy or 'exotic' enough for Thompson. The only time she was drawn as grotesque was when she was heavily pregnant apparently pregnancy is the most disgusting thing ever because pregnant women are no longer just blow up dolls for men so that immediately makes them some sort of ugly, alien species.
It was fucked up. Of course, Thompson didn't want to be realistic, he just wanted to draw his wet fantasy of Arab women. Yea, she excused his rape because apparently the poor guy just couldn't help himself… he just wanted her oh so badly, and it wasn't his fault he was so horny for his child bride that he had to force himself on her… the poor guy had no control over it. Does Thompson think Arab women would actually think like that?
Or women in general would fondly excuse the pedophile that raped them?! Ugh, an absolutely awful portrayal of women, men, abuse, rape, and any non-white race. Everything Dodola did was either out of her hands or done for the sake of a man… Heaven forbid, a woman doing something for herself or for someone that wasn't male.
Apparently, all women envy other women who get more male attention than them to such a degree that they want them dead. It's clear that Thompson wanted to base a novel on a foreign culture so his story could be 'exotic' and different.
He didn't bother to actually learn or research the different facets and beauty of the culture. Nope, he just wanted to twist and exaggerate atrocities from its past so he could produce something shocking and hard hitting… Well, all he managed to produce was a racist, sexist, disgusting piece of unrealistic crap. Yea, I won't read any of his other graphic novels. View all 17 comments. Jul 10, Algernon Darth Anyan rated it it was amazing Shelves: Habibi means Beloved in Arabic.
Which made me think of Toni Morrison when I first laid eyes on the graphic art album. By the end of the journey it turned out that my initial fancyful association was not so far-fetched and random as I expected.
Because this is a story about pain and suffering among the dispossessed, the persecuted, the enslaved. It is also a story about strength and faith in the most cruel circumstances, about the things that unite us and help us make it through the night. Religio Habibi means Beloved in Arabic.
Religion being part of the equation, here in its most enduring and compassionate form, true to its roots yet open to soul searching questions and to new ideas, religion as a healing wand and not as a facile tool for discrimination and intransigence and violence. Because religion plays such an important role in the story, the album could be judged controversial by both Christians and Muslims, especially because it does not pick sides or rules one creed more right or more true than the other.
On the contrary, it focuses on the common threads, on how Christianity and Islam issued forth from the same fountain of knowledge and experience, on how both have their roots in the same burning desert sands that punish the body mercilessly during the day, and turn the eyes towards the high heavens filled with stars during the night. Dodola is a very young girl sold into marriage to an old scribe by her penniless parents.
Against the customs of her people, she learns to read and to write and she learns to love the legends and the myths and the holy texts that her husband copies patiently in the intricate, flowing, dancing Arabic script.
Her temporary haven is destroyed by bandits who take her to the market to be sold into slavery. Her sole comfort is taking care of another prisoner, an orphan boy she calls Cham or Zam. Resourceful and quick witted, Dodola manages to escape her captivity, running into the desert with the boy, where they hide on a stranded fishing vessel, lost in a sea of sand.
She and Cham survive by relying on each other, Dodola weaving a magic web of stories around the boy, stories that hide the ugliness she herself cannot escape from as she is forced to sell her body to passing caravan drovers in exchange for essential food. Many years will pass before they meet each other again, both yearning for a return to the purity and innocence of their first days in the desert.
The story would have worked well enough for me as a novel filled with romance and adventure; as a graphic album I found it outstanding and original. Black and white starkness serves better than colour in conveying the message of the story, especially when it comes to the many samples of Arabic script that dance across the pages — like a river, a snake, an equation, a holy word, an intricate flower of many petals.
Emotion and poetry are distilled and made universal through the language of mathematics, numbers that add up and divide with relentless precision into magic squares ruled by mystic meaning handed down by holy men trough the ages. So what role is reserved for free will in this predeterminate universe? Symbols and hidden meaning wait to be revealed to the reader in a beautiful and unconventional finale. What category should I ultimately assign to Habibi?
What literary shelf does it belong to? All of the above! I do hope Craig Thomson will continue to be inspired and to produce such quality material. View all 14 comments. Oct 05, K. Habibi is a laboriously gorgeous comic, with beautiful drawings, inks and atmosphere. Ever since Craig Thompson announced it on his blog years ago, I had been really excited. I had loved Goodbye Chunky Rice, liked Blankets, and was sure that Thompson would craft a beautiful story with all the care that it would require.
We spend Habibi is a laboriously gorgeous comic, with beautiful drawings, inks and atmosphere. Dodola likes stories! She considers Zam her true child! That's really it. With Zam, all I can tell you is that he is in love with Dodola. That really is all I could tell you about his character. Bookslut "An Interview with Craig Thompson". Book Slut. The New York Times. Habibi a graphic novel worthy of Scheherazade". Time magazine. The Financial Times. An enchanting epic of love and survival emerges from the desert sands".
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