Ah, the
League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Alan Moore's Victorian Justice League, made
up from characters of famous novels. Personally I love it. But I can also understand people who don't. The stories are really not the greatest you'll find, and sometimes, especially in the
third volume, Alan Moore gets... very interested in... referencing 18th century
pornography. On the other hand, the endless stream of literary references are great fun
for those looking to recognise stuff they know, or looking for new literature to
discover. And it's an Alan Moore comic. There is no one alive who has a better
grasp of the how to tell a story in this medium. The staging of a scene, the
panel-to-panel flow, transitions, parallel storytelling, symbolism... Moore stories have it all. If someone
tells you that comics are just stories with pictures, give them something by
Alan Moore. That'll show them that comics have more in common with movies than
with novels.
Here's a
quiet scene from the second volume I particularly like. It's the middle of the
night, and Mina Murray can't sleep, so she's wandering through the inn where the
League is staying for the night. Then she runs into mister Hyde.
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