I like how in Palestine, regardless of the panel set-up, the text seems to spill haphazardly across each page, tumbling over snapshots of daily life, yet the order of things is never hard to discern, the flow never interrupted. The effect makes for a fast read, even though the subject matter is about as far from Blankets fluff as one could hope to get.
Sacco seems harsh at times, but it's easy to see why he gets angry when he does. I think I'm too nice not to be completely broke and stranded down there within three days.
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