Graphic novels of a formative book series of my childhood can go two ways, really. Horrifying realizations that the past wasn’t perfect, or fun takes on old nostalgia.
Anyway, this was fun. The art was fun. The story was well translated to the new medium.
I made the mistake of reading the reviews and I realized that maybe not everyone was identifying with Karen as a former Very Busy Child. But that is on them. Karen got up to shit I know I would have and I always found that very appealing.
This was one of three books (Mammal Takeover and One Pound Gospel were the others) that I read while on a tech support call for 5 and a half hours and I credit it with the ability to carry on. I got partway into a Nero Wolfe but that’s when the guy decided to surrender.