Reviewed by Jeanne
Set in 1930s New York, Giant is an impressive graphic
novel about the workers (mostly immigrants) who were constructing the now
iconic buildings of the city. The story
centers on “Giant,” a huge Irishman who speaks little but who harbors secrets. One of them is that he failed to send Ryan
Murphy’s death notification to Ryan’s family in Ireland. Instead, he typed a note as Ryan and sent it
along with some money. Then he receives
a reply. . . .
This was a new book which caught my eye when it came in. I picked it up on a whim and found a much
richer, deeper story than I had anticipated.
The action centers on what life was like at that time for a whole class
of people. Most are laborers who work
hard and play hard in squalid conditions; they dream of those left behind while
they re-invent themselves and sometimes try to leave their past far behind.
It’s gritty, moving, sometimes violent, hopeful, and very human.
The art features sepia and olive tones, giving an historical
feel while showing the emotional lives of the people. There’s the sweep of the
city from the dizzying heights down to the tenements; bits of newspaper give
the headlines of the day, while Walter Winchell’s commentary is in the
background. There’s a woman photographer
trying to make a name for herself; a writer who can’t write who lets Giant use
his typewriter; the new kid trying to learn the ropes; and Mary Murphy, Ryan’s
wife who doesn’t yet know she’s a widow, sending news of the family and the
Troubles.
Then there’s Giant.
Taciturn to a fault, he gives away nothing of his background. He’s a
solitary man who doesn’t talk about his past or speculate on his future. Who is
he?
In the brief foreword, it’s explained that part of the genesis
of the book was an old photograph of several men sitting on a beam high above
the city. No one knows for sure who took
the photo; except for two of the men, no one knows who the names of the rest
much less what became of them. This was
the inspiration for the book, to give a life and story to some of those
nameless people who created some of the landmarks we take for granted.
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