My Friend Dahmer
Jeff might be my literary soul mate. He sent me a copy of My Friend Dahmer speculatively in anticipation of my labour and delivery. I’m sure he didn’t mean to hint that I should pay attention in case Anne has dark fantasies and murderous desires as an adolescent.
I don’t read graphic novels enough. This is an excellent personal observation of Dahmer as a young man, before he started his less-than-wholesome extra curricular activities. Told from a peer’s point of view, it feels very authentic and matter-of-fact. Backderf isn’t shying from admitting to things he did that he may now be ashamed of, and he asks some serious questions of the adults in Dahmer’s life.
Not just anyone would think a graphic novel about a notorious serial killer makes a suitable maternity gift, but I’m proud to be that guy. I’m glad to say I steered clear of the HR Giger stuff pre-labor, though.
I love you for being that guy. And for knowing me so well!