I’ve always had a soft spot for comics – I won’t try to pass off my appreciation of them as necessitating the medium’s place among high art, but aesthetically deserving or not, I will probably keep reading them. Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff<\/i> is one of the rare comics that can draw me in years after I’ve discovered it and make me laugh so heartily that I run off to show it to my friends. I won’t beat around the bush – Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff<\/i> is a difficult comic to read. Not because it’s filled with heady philosophy or I’m a pretentious art critic who equates difficulty with quality. The comic is written and drawn as terribly as perhaps humanly possible. The whole thing is a send up of itself and everything like it, while remaining legitimately hilarious and entertaining on its own merits, or something like them. The book is even made to be terrible – it includes a commemorative coin garishly taped to the front cover, poorly spelled and randomly placed author’s notes, a hideous amount of comic sans, .jpeg artifacts from image compression, fake coupons for subway, and that’s only scratching the surface. Everything about this book is a joke. I hope you like laughing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’ve always had a soft spot for comics – I won’t try to pass off my appreciation of them as necessitating the medium’s place among high art, but aesthetically deserving or not, I will probably keep reading them. Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff is one of the rare comics that can draw me in years … <\/p>\n