In a nutshell: Mad Max meets the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers. I expected this to basically be a Blue Oyster Cult song in comic book form, and it certainly was that - minus a bit of cleverness perhaps.

OK, so some bikers who get burned by the sun are being exterminated by the cops and the "palefaces". They decide to rise up and seize the production facility the produces the drugs they need to stay alive.

It's barely coherent as a premise, and this is not helped by the dialog, which is in the form "HA HA HA! BLOOD! CRAP! NIGHT!". Maybe it's a translation issue, or maybe this was kinda just shat out in a bender of grief (included are extra helpings of explanation that this was produced right after the death of Druillet's wife, probably to make up for the merits lacking in the work itself).

The art is deceptively complex: it appears simple and drug-addled, but on closer inspection there is a lot of complex detail, but on further inspection this detail is just extra lines. Filler, added perhaps as a texture, providing no form, no information, no *detail*. It's like Druillet saw the hints of intricacy that Moebius tosses into his work, and is aping that style without understanding it.

Kinda fun, in a trashy 80s Italian dystopian sci-fi film sorta way, but I wouldn't call it *good*. ( )

“Brief and beautiful, Druillet’s genius shines through in this madcap adventure across post-apocalyptic wastes."

https://www.nyjournalofbooks.com/book-review/night-graphic-novel ( )