A review by onespaceymother
A Wrinkle in Time: The Graphic Novel by Hope Larson, Madeleine L'Engle

5.0

Is A Wrinkle In Time the best novel of all time? Nah. Is it the young feminist manifesto I remember it to be? Not particularly. Is it near and dear to my heart and fundamentally important to who I am as an adult woman today? You betcha. In light of the movie coming out shortly I recently re-read the entire quintet and now have finished the Hope Larson adaptation of the first book in graphic novel form (one of my favorite mediums). This version, an obvious labor of love, only reaffirmed my deep connection to the story’s main character, Meg. Being in junior high sucks. Being smart (at least in your own way) and weird in junior high sucks even more. I wasn’t a traditional “smart nerd” in school. I was my own weird brand of overthinking/constantly reminded of “my potential” nerd - just like Meg. Desperate for approval and yet rejecting so many people. This story very obviously also spoke to Hope Larson as it did to me. Meg feels everything so deeply, so emotionally, and her insight is her biggest downfall and asset - to the point that her faults are given to her as a gift. This story is powerful, thoughtful, exciting, and beautifully retold in the graphic novel medium. I do wish the illustrations were in color, but the blue/black ink version is still lovely. The dialogue is spot on to the novel but the illustrations catch nuances I always felt as a reader. Upon finishing this I don’t know that I feel any closer or stronger to the story, so much as I feel admiration for Hope Larson for having the same love and passion for science fiction is a young woman that I did. The love and inspiration is clear here, and I thank her for that.