“How’s your thirst for adventure, Captain?” (Tintin)
It should be no secret that I’m a Belgian. And, as is mandatory on our dictatorial catholic schools, where the whips are aplenty and fagging is still a hip new thing, I have read all Tintin comics. When applying for a job, the topic would casually pop up: “What do you think of Thomson’s motivation on page 23 of The Temple of the Sun?”* To which we would find a fitting answer. Common practice.
Then came Steven Spielberg and we, the mighty Belgians, roared with outrage! What had he done to our ageless blank slate male? What had happened to the clear line drawing, HergĂ©’s trademark style? And – gasp! – character development? Seriously?!
In all seriousness, it turns out Tintin: The Secret of the Unicorn is actually pretty darn good.
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