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Rating: There are things and things. And then there are stuff and even more stuff.
Then there's the possibility that one day you buy an album, some years ago, and on the cover there's a terribly bad drawing that makes you think it was done by a child. No. Read the unfortunate booklet! It was Dr.Pira. Oh, the album is Pocapocalisse by Laghetto.
Who the hell is Dr.Pira? Dunno. Then somehow, in a twisted and wild way, maybe by typing the name on the internet, because you think "damn this guy is a genius! what does he do for a living? like all geniuses in Italy, he must work as a cashier at Esselunga". No. But then you find "I Fumetti della Gleba", and there's the whole magnum opus of the author. Sheets and sheets and sheets and sheets of stylized, blasphemous, and twisted drawings. Ok. There's a swarm of nonsensical characters, therefore worthy of absolute anal veneration. Ok. Among them is him, the protagonist of the doctor's first graphic novel: Gatto Mondadory.
The drawings? Terribly made hence beautiful, to hell with the naif, but from these emerge glimpses of insane talent however, black metal writings for energy drinks, inverted crosses at the autogrill, onomatopoeias of sounds we made in elementary school like the motorbike (e.g.: mèèèèèèèèèèm).
The story? Gatto Mondadory is given an unenviable task at the castle, that of taking the mischievous gnomes to school via the school bus, he tries but the school bus explodes and Gatto Mondadory is forced to walk them to school. They, being mischievous, have the time to steal the gold from a pot at the end of the rainbow, buy themselves mini SUVs, cell phones, and yachts. From here on, it's a succession of epic battles with disgraceful characters, like with the Leasing company, until Gatto Mondadory is asked to recover the Lost Smartphone of the King of Garbagna (in the western Lands of Cisalpine Gaul) accompanied by the strong Luigi, a Vietnam veteran, and then by Merlin the wizard who smashes everything.
But then it's also bound beautifully.
But then it's also dedicated to Odin and the great old gods.
But then it makes you laugh.
Enough now, otherwise they'll say I'm taking over the site and then they'll cry.
ZOT
BRSSHHH
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