Synopsis
A wormhole into a fleeting romance told in a mind-bending first-person chorus
Time Zone J is Julie Doucet’s first inked comic since she famously quit in the nineties after an exhausting career in an industry that, at the time, made little room for women.
The year is 1989 and twenty-three-year-old Doucet is flying to France to meet with a soldier. He’s a...
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19 April 2022
9781770464988Reviews
“A trippy, semi-tragic comic that tells the story of an amour fou she shared with a troubled Parisian man in the late ’80s. Its full-bleed pages are packed with black-pen renderings of her current middle-aged self, random advertisements, observations, and doodles. Câlice, it’s good to have her back.” —Madeline Coleman, Vulture
“With dense compositions rendered in thick black ink (Doucet still draws as she did in the ’90s, as if she’s trying to blast through your skull and stamp her emblem on your brain), this is a book that won’t be ignored or denied.” —Etelka Lehoczky, New York Times
“’The past,’ as Time Zone J tells us, ‘it’s like a big sugary milkshake’: too tempting, too sweet, too easy to consume too quickly. Quietly, subversively, as is her way, Doucet proceeds to spike it, refusing sentimentality in order to provide an autopsy of youthful abandon.” —Yevgeniya Traps, New York Times
“Elegant, cheeky, wistful, and punk.” —Laura Paul, The Los Angeles Review of Books
“[Time Zone J] makes for an especially rewarding experience if you embrace the spontaneity of her work, which is driven by the mercurial sensations of memory.” —Oliver Sava, The AV Club
