‘Moving Pictures’ is the unique and mildly affecting story of a Canadian woman who remains in Germany during WWII to prevent works of art from disappearing in all the chaos.
There’s a palpable sadness and hopelessness in the way the story is told. It’s really well conceived, in that sense. And the distrust and emotional distance between some of the characters also feels extremely real.
There’s a philosophical side to the book that I have yet to grasp, about the value of life, of things, of history, the meaning that we give things, to our attachments. I can’t quite put it together yet, but it’s there.
The artwork isn’t rich on detail but it has a nice, clean look that I like. Personally, I think that it’s the inking that makes the art come to life: it’s monochromatic and the blacks are jet black – there are no greys.
This is a book for art lovers. I suspect that if I had a better grasp of art history I would have appreciated the references more and caught some subtleties that were lost on me. But I enjoyed it anyway. It’s hard not to.