Every few years there’s a graphic novel that’s so good at what it does that it transcends the medium. There are many graphic novels that I would recommend to people who are already readers of comic books. I love my superhero comics and graphic novels, but I’ve also come to appreciate the great works of artists like Gene Luen Yang and Marjane Satrapi, Guy Delisle and Shaun Tan. And yet, for most of their books, I’d still only recommend them to fellow fans of that storytelling art. The last book I read that moved me to the point that I’d recommend it as a work of literature, not just as a graphic novel, was Craig Thompson’s Blankets. That was published in 2003, and I’ve been wondering what the next would be that impressed me as much. That next book is here, in Scott McCloud’s The Sculptor.
We watch as David loses friends and family, as he finds love, as he comes to regard his life as a gift and his magical gift as a curse. The story is simple. It’s one that’s been told hundreds, thousands of times even. What makes this examination of love and life and sickness and death and family and friends move beyond the typical graphic novel fare and into what I’d deem “literature” is the thoroughness that David is given to explore these ideas. Much of that is in the dialogue, but even more of it is in the visuals. Too many graphic novels keep their stories grounded in reality to the point that it’s just a text with some pictures in it. Showing the story and telling the story both in the same panel.
My favorite of the many themes in the book is about art. About finding your own muse, and your own creative act that will live on beyond you. McCloud may have been getting autobiographical with that—he’s achieved a meisterwerk here that will live on well past him. In an afterword, he writes about how David is him—but quite a bit younger. It’s books like this that inspire readers to do something. Will I ever have a crowning achievement? Will I be remembered? It’s these questions that haunt all of us, artists or not, and McCloud has found a beautiful way to both ask and answer the question.
I’d say all the usual things here – I laughed out loud, I wept, it became a part of my life, I didn’t want to put it down – but none of that is quite right. I mean, all of those things happened. But there was also some pain with reading The Sculptor. It soared, but never without the fear of falling. It warmed, but always with the awareness that you could burn. Much like life itself, David Smith’s journey has real consequences. Magical meetings with Death aside, this was the most visceral book I’ve read in some time. I saw myself in The Sculptor. You will too.
But. Unlike other graphic novels I've reviewed here (and will continue to, once a week, forever), and I mention in my book Play Like a Pirate -- I wouldn't use The Sculptor with students. At least, not the whole book. Excerpts would be wonderful to share with students, especially art students who are learning to put into words what they feel about their creations. But The Sculptor is very much a graphic novel for adults. I'd love to see a high school classroom free enough that teachers would be able to use something like this, but there's sex, there are f-words, there are other pieces of "adult" content and themes. It would cause a ruckus.
So why review it here? Because it's good enough that for an adult reader who hasn't found That Comic yet that has changed their opinion about graphic novels--this could be it. If you're a teacher who doesn't "get" the graphic novel thing? This one could demonstrate the power of the medium. Even if you don't pick it up for your students, picking it up for yourself could change your understanding of comics, graphic novels, and their potential for your students. Give it a chance.