Fox Bunny Funny
Graphic Novel Summary:
The rules are simple: you're either a fox or a bunny. Foxes oppress and devour, bunnies suffer and die. Everyone knows their place. Everyone's satisfied. So what happens when a secret desire puts you at odds with your society? Starting from a simple premise - and without using a single word - goes on a zigzag chase in and out of rabbit holes, and through increasingly strange landscapes where funny animals have serious identity problems. The tale swerves from slapstick to horror and back again!
Codes: APR074013 1891830976 1891830976
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| Estimated Ship Date: | June 12, 2012 | In Stock? | Can be backordered, expected to ship in 7-20 days |
| Genre: | No Genre/All Genres |
| ISBN: | 1891830976 |
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Customer Reviews
What seems to start out as a simple allegory for coming out of the closet leads to a surprisingly complex conclusion. The book is set in a world of foxes and bunnies; fox-cities are dominated by the giddy slaughter of rabbits, and rabbit-villages are characterized by inevitable terror whenever foxes arrive. One young fox feels more at home among the enemy than with his own kind, and so his friends and family attempt a re-education by taking him on a hunting trip.
You might guess where this story is heading; and for the first half of the book, your predictions will be correct. The hero craves assimilation with his kind, but his failure to integrate drives him to self-exile. But then the self-doubting hero, his psychology wracked with conflict, reaches a surprisingly violent breaking point. The book then jumps ahead several years; and although he appears to have achieved foxy normalcy, the memory of his past resurfaces as he discovers a heretofore unimaginable hybrid of his two desires.
It’s this hybrid that is so fascinating to me. Without giving away too much, it is not the Emerald-City-type idyll that I was expecting. The merging of the hero’s interests is presented as a biological inevitability; something that is in his genes. But it is also grotesque and macabre, surrounded by images of eager violence and carefree destruction. The characters seem grateful to have found peace by expanding both sides’ opportunities for consumption, rather than in a cessation of hostilities. What is the author saying about integration, about otherness, and about the bridging of rifts between cultures? I had expected a happy homogeneity, with the merging of worlds resulting in compromise and peace; but what we find instead at the conclusion is relief in conflict.





