Bill Sienkiewicz (pronounced sin-KEV-itch) is a masterful artist. Some
of his works in comics rank among my all-time favourites. His collaboration
with Frank Miller on Elektra: Assassin and
Daredevil Love and War are some of the
most memorable and masterfully told comics I’ve ever had the pleasure of
reading. His career is filled with milestone issues in some of the most popular
titles. His style of art incorporates many types of artistic techniques
resulting in a unique and immediately identifiable style. Having Sienkiewicz
inking another artist’s pencils is enough to give a comic a stylish vibe. His
influence is huge and I’m sad it took me so long to read Stray Toasters which he wrote as well as illustrated.
Anybody who’s even flipped through a copy of this comic can attest to
its strangeness. While I can say without any reservations that I love his art,
I can’t say the same for his writing. When I consider it, there are some
similarities between his approach to art and writing and while it suits one, it
doesn’t suit the other. The energetic and chaotic art style doesn’t translate
well to the written word. Stray Toasters
is incredibly confusing and out of that emerged my frustration as a confused
reader.