Owly and Wormy are that rarest commodity in comics and, indeed popular fiction as a whole, earnest and good without your wanting to strangle them. Charles Schulz’s Peanuts springs to mind immediately, though without the melancholy fog that often settled over his more thoughtful character. The stories in Owly burst with the same openhearted innocence and purity that only a few strips have managed over time. Each episode/story is told wordlessly, with action and facial expression telling these small tales of friendship, nature and life. Owly is everything that modern Disney cartoons try (and fail) so hard to be – sweet, unpretentious, simple, direct and a celebration. Yeah, basically, I read the whole thing through blurred vision. If even my little blackened heart… I mean, two (TWO) pages into Just A Little Blue, and I was already tearing up when Owly handed his friend Wormy a juicy apple to eat and Wormy had about the sweetest smile imaginable as he took a big, joyous bite. And if yours is among the unmoved, I don’t want to be anywhere near you, as it probably means you don’t have a soul. Only the blackest of hearts won’t be charmed by Andy Runyon’s Owly. Owly: Just a Little Blue by Andy Runton Top Shelf
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