Title: The Sandman: A Game of You.
Author: Neil Gaiman.
Artist: Dave McKean, Shawn McManus, Colleen Doran, Bryan Talbot, Dick Giordano, George Pratt, Stan Woch, and Daniel Vozzo.
Genre: Fiction, literature, graphic novel, fantasy, mythology, romance.
Publication Date: 1991-1992.
Summary: Take an apartment house, add in a drag queen, a lesbian couple, some talking animals, a talking severed head, a confused heroine and the deadly Cuckoo. Stir vigorously with a hurricane and Morpheus himself. This story stars Barbie, who finds herself a princess in a vivid dreamworld.
My rating: 7.5/10.
♥ "You know the really scary thing about bad dreams?"
"The fact you think it's really happening?"
"Uh-uh. Not that. It's that something's going on in your head, and you can't control it. I mean, it's like there's these bad worlds inside you. But it's just you... It's like you're betraying yourself."
♥ Identity blurs on the moon's road. I am Hazel McNamara. I am Thessaly. I am Donna Cavanagh. I am Foxglove. I am Johnny McNamara's big sister. I am witch-woman of the lowlands. I am Judy's ex-lover. I am... I...
In the pale light of the moon I play the game of you. Whoever I am. Whoever you are. All sense of where I am, of who I am and where I'm going, has been swallowed by the dark. And I walk through the stars and sky... A trinity of dreams beneath the moon.
♥ "There's this idea I've got, and it's something I haven't managed to put into words properly, and I know if you were here you could help me to... Okay, here goes. Barbie's idea. It's like, that people... Well, that everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world - no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they've all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe. Isn't that a weird thought?"
♥ And I'm going to wave back, but the bus pulls into the station, and they open the door, and it's freezing, and we all get off the bus and try to persuade a busted soup machine to give us something hot to drink...
And if there's a moral there, I don't know what it is, save maybe that we should take our goodbyes whenever we can.
And that's all.