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Sticks Angelica, Folk Hero


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Michael DeForge

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Page 45 Review by Jonathan

"Sticks?! You came. I always thought you hated me, but here you are visiting me in my time of need."
"No, I'm visiting girl. She was bitten by a harmless snake."
"Oh."
"I do hate you. You're literally the worst. But I have to recognize I have certain obligations to the residents of this forest, so I've hired proxies to keep you company."

Not sure having ants crawling all over me is what I'd want if I was lying on a drip in a hospital bed, but still, it's about what you'd expect from the rather hard-hearted "49-years-old former Olympian, poet, scholar, sculptor, minister, activist, Governor General, entrepreneur, line cook, headmistress, Mountie, columnist, libertarian, cellist." As Sticks Angelica is want to self-promote, sorry, describe herself...

Following on from a disturbing family scandal, Sticks has decided to live off the grid deep in the Canadian woods in total isolation. Except she seems to be perpetually surrounded by the local wildlife that antagonise and annoy her in no small measure simply by existing. Which is a shame, because they all actually seem to idolise and adore her despite her obnoxious manner. Particularly a rabbit named Oatmeal who is deeply, madly and utterly unrequitedly in love with her. My favourite denizen of the dense foliage, though, was the cross-dressing moose named Lisa Hanawalt. And of course, harmless snakes are anything but!

It starts to get really strange (remember who the creator is...) when a reporter called Michael DeForge turns up to interview Sticks for a proposed biography. In typically terse fashion she's having none of it, promptly knocks him out on the spot, and buries him neck-deep in the heart of the forest. Then, presumably believing no one could possibly do it better than herself, she becomes our narrator informing us all about her upbringing and myriad odd occurrences during her formative years. Meanwhile, Sticks develops an almost maternal instinct for an unnamed feral child that provides us with an interesting counterpoint to her character compared to the brash, hard exterior that she projects, well irradiates, out to the world.

What we thus end up with is a typically trademark surreal DeForge yarn (FIRST YEAR HEALTHY, DRESSING, ANT COLONY, A BODY BENEATH) that is also a curiously insightful examination of how we are all curators of our own personal public history, some of us infinitely more subjectively so than others. All that really matters in the end, though, is were we loved and cherished, and did we reciprocate those emotions to others unselfishly? I will leave it up to you to decide whether Sticks eventually manages to pass muster in that particular respect... As fine a potted / potty comics faux biography as Seth's GEORGE SPROTT and Chris Ware's ACME NOVELTY LIBRARY 20 in its own very, very peculiar way.

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