Ransacking

Frederik Peeters is an elusive animal, and as his career proves, never where one would expect it; Saccage, his new book, demonstrates this a once again. Saccage, here is a work that defies any form of definition, of classification: between picture book and comic strip, Saccage depicts a epic full of torments, that of a man (prophet? herald of the apocalypse?) who crosses a crazy, chaotic, baroque world, where all the madness – and the story – of man seems to telescope, to mix, to form a magma filled with phantasmagorical visions, juxtaposing then echoes of a hell far too terrestrial, game of references, and premonitory fresco. A fable of anticipation, a hallucinatory allegory, Saccage reads like a poem. graphic in the form of a bitter observation to say the least, and presents a world in full swing decay, as staggering as a massacre, as frightening as a nightmare – but Saccage is much more than a visual delirium, it is a true work of art. punchy, incredibly inhabited by an artist at the height of his art, and The textless drawings (but not “mute”!) by Frederik Peeters then give a good more to read than many novels or essays. In a bibliography where change and renewal are almost rule office, Saccage pushes the cork even further, and this book unique (absolutely!), tortured and incandescent jewel, will, for sure, mark the minds of all readers who dare to venture there.