By Alex Taylor (SelfMadeHero)
ISBN: 978-1-91422-432-4 (TPB)
Win’s Christmas Gift Recommendation: Tasty Treats for Comics Fan-Addicts… 9/10
Here’s a quick, short review of a big, utterly fulfilling, extremely entertaining new confection from queer visual artist Alex Taylor. Winner of the First Graphic Novel Award for 2023, Bone Broth is set in contemporary London – literally underneath the arches! – and compellingly addresses modern living via the oldest traditions of mystery thriller writing…
Ash ia young transmaculine artist who almost nearly properly grown up. All that’s missing is to make enough money to pay rent, buy supplies and secure the meds supporting still- ongoing surgeries. That ideal opportunity knocks when crusty old coot/ramen sensei Bug adds the weedy-seeming new guy to the remarkable staff at his traditional noodle bar.
That highly popular haven of exotic eats and affordable takeouts is located off a dingy alley with trains roaring and clattering above at all times. It reminds me of Brixton, but of course, other rail lines, vibrant cross-cultural districts and eateries are available…
Business is brisk and Ash gets acquainted with floor maneger Honey, Sock, Blue, and burly Japanese broth-engineer Creamy – who philosophically monitors and stirs the industrial scale tonkotsu that is basis of all the dishes – whilst scrambling to learn the ropes. The work is intense, fast, complicated, relentless and – just like in any specialist enteprise (like a comic shop for instance ) – sticky, clammy, cloying and jampacked with weirdoes individualists on both sides of the till.
Nevertheless, Ash is immediatly part of the family, trading history and opinions, sharing moments and learning to live with the miasmic funk of entire pig carcasses perpetually becoming soup 24/7. It’s the kind of toil that quickly builds bonds that feel decades old so it’s no wonder everybody kicks back for celebratory drinks occaiosnally. Like the End-of-Year staff do when Bug drinks so much that he just goes to sleep on the floor and everybody took selfies with him.
Of course, Bug wasn’t unconcious and they all have to try and make rational decisions whilst being that drunk. Deleting recents posts is easy and logical but voting to lose the sensei in the body-rending broth doesn’t seem like such a great idea now…
Draped in biological hues and mired in literally organic imagery, Bone Broth’s motifs accentuate an unfolding comedy of errors: deftly mirroring the surgical progress of changing gender whilst reflecting on whatever beneficial butchery is involved in resculpting and crafting a human form with secret knowledge is exposed to those willing to look and think instead of react and revolt. This is a tale that some people will never countenance and that’s sad for them, because its also great stuff demanding second helpings…
Wryly subversive, tantalisingly warming and definitely NOT for little kids, this potent parable is seasoned with buddy film tropes and garnished with a delicious twist that will hit the spot for anyone with a taste for the out-of-the-ordinary fodder. Also included are a heartfelt ‘Thanks’ section and look at the artist’s ‘Process’ to deliver a multi-layered trifle you’d be fool to turn your nose up at.
Text and images © 2025 Alex Taylor. All rights reserved.
Today in 1951 Bob Smith (Super Friends, Superman, Plastic Man, Archie Comics) was born, as was Northampton’s Finest Alan Moore two years later. In 1985 Bill Watterson’s enfant terrible et big buddy Calvin and Hobbes launched. 1991 today saw UK comics stalwart Reg Parlett leave us. All of these optical miracles should be scrutinised at great length, so please go do that…