by Tom Gauld
I love Gauld’s work. It’s hard to imagine the effort that must go into the cross-hatched worlds he creates, I can only say the result is worth it. If you’ve seen any of his work before (and between The Guardian and his book cover work, you probably have) you will immediately recognize this as his. He quietly captures determination, futility, and foolishness with wry humor — it seems to be his stock and trade — and this book doesn’t disappoint. All this and a giant robot, how can you not like it?