For the rest, I have mixed feelings. I found that the story dragged and included many vacillations. The fact that his friend Peeters writer born not designed scenario is probably for something. As if to compensate this lack, Schuiten has borrowed much from the universe of the Obscure Cities, such anachronisms or the imposing architecture, or certain themes such as the brutal cold bureaucratic machines, with the female body still seen as a safe haven, the matrix relieving the ills of the world. Yet nothing ny has done, it is clear that the Obscure Cities without Peeters are not the Obscure Cities. The characters and dialogue are disembodied flatness dune confusing. At no time, I havent been really amazed by drawing, so talented it is, or caught up in the story. And despite all the poetry that runs through history, I have not felt demotion.
This loco therefore does not my board, and notwithstanding all the sincerity and graphic talent of the author, I find this tribute half missed, or, if one wants to stay positive, with successful half. Only lovers of beautiful machines may be able to find their account, so I will not dissuade those.