The post-alien abduction trauma memoir we’ve all been waiting for
“Ah, there’s that famous lip quiver!” says Jackie’s abductor and student. Jackie has been determined to be the “saddest living person in the entire world” by a mysterious team of alien abductors. His earthly musical celebrity is nothing compared to his emotional superstar status in the eyes of these curious and peculiar shape-shifters. Jackie is forced to perform his sadness over and over again on command, so his captors can study and master this very puzzling, very human emotion. Until just like that, Jackie is returned to his old life. Trying to comprehend what has happened, he joins a support group. It’s a sea of conspiracy theorists, emotional vampires, and simpatico “real” abductees. As each person tells their story, he realizes he may never know.
Holy Lacrimony is classic DeForge–oscillating between shockingly dirty, casually funny and earnestly engaged in the socio-politics of his fictive worlds. Part abstract shape blending and part hieroglyphic storytelling, each image is a discrete and tightly designed object of beauty that never loses the forward motion of the best personal cartooning. DeForge continues to prove that he’s the single most innovative and empathetic cartoonist in the past twenty years.
Michael DeForge lives in Toronto, Ontario. His comics and illustrations have been featured in Jacobin, The New York Times, Bloomberg, The Believer, The Walrus and Maisonneuve Magazine. He worked as a designer on Adventure Time for six seasons. His published books include Very Casual, A Body Beneath, Ant Colony, First Year Healthy, Dressing, Big Kids, Sticks Angelica, Folk Hero and A Western World.
Holy Lacrimony (2025) by Michael DeForge is about a man named Jackie who is abducted by aliens--who call themselves “scholars in the field of human sadness”-- because they want to study him, as they judge him to be the saddest person in the world. Lacrimony is derived from lachrymose, or sad, tearful. And Jackie has much to cry about, to the point of despair. So it’s in a way about our “present moment,” seen both empathetically and amusingly. With characteristic weird fantasy/surreal figures we associate with DeForge. And then there's the post-abduction self-help group where some members dress as aliens.
The publisher writes, “The post-alien abduction trauma memoir we’ve all been waiting for.”
And its raunchy/funny/weird, and unique in the world of comics, as all of his work is.
Jackie is abducted by a group of aliens who are eager to study him. He learns that he is singularly special—he’s the saddest human on earth. He mentors an alien in the art of performing sadness, before being returned home. Alone and confused, he joins a support group for people who’ve survived alien abductions…but finds himself skeptical of his classmates’ stories.
This is a charming but not saccharine book that will be deeply relatable to anyone who’s ever been depressed. The art is quirky, and I like that the artist didn’t resort to a stereotypical depiction of aliens. His aliens are absolutely bizarre looking, like something actually from another world. This is a quick read and well worth your time!
A really pleasant short narrative by DeForge, a nice change of pace from reading his daily strip collections. This is about an alien abduction of the "saddest person on the planet". After his abduction he starts a local support group for other alleged abductees. Told with DeForge's usual unusualness.
Obviously I'm super-excited this is out. It's been a long time since DeForge's last book!
The baroque invention of the first half is again impressive. DeForge's take on alien abduction is dark, absurd, funny, and packed with surprising twists. The 2nd half's return to earth is understandably more than a little depressing, dovetailing into that quiet and sad ending.
This is Deforge’s best work. The longer narrative really benefits his style and lets his typically knotted plots and ideas really stretch out. Most successfully, it stages psychoanalytic transference without ever naming it. Jackie’s encounter with the aliens—who call themselves “scholars in the field of human sadness” functions as a kind of therapeutic mise-en-scène. In classical terms, transference is the unconscious redirection of old, often unresolved feelings onto a new figure—typically a therapist, someone who acts as a blank screen. That’s what the aliens are for Jackie. He performs sorrow for them, projects his need for validation onto them, and tries, futilely, to be understood through them. What at first appears to be absurd or satirical is in fact a really potent metaphor.
I’ll explain: transference isn’t just repetition, it’s a misrecognition structured through the Other’s desire. Jackie’s sadness becomes legible only through the gaze of the alien—his identity, his trauma, his emotional value are filtered through a logic that isn’t his. In teaching Kara how to cry (and feel sadness) he’s staging his own brokenness in the fantasy that it might make him real. But the aliens don’t want Jackie, they want sadness. They want something abstracted, stylized, and repeatable. He is an object, a case study, and is discarded as such. Even after returning to Earth, Jackie can’t break the loop. The support group he starts—supposedly a space for recognition and mutual aid—is just another performance hall. Everyone’s projecting, no one’s listening. The therapeutic frame has collapsed and healing isn’t taking place.
But that doesn’t mean all hope is lost. In the last scene, after witnessing another group member seemingly abducted—a group member who violated his trust and who actually had not had the same abduction experience the others claimed to have—Jackie lies in bed wearing an alien mask muttering to himself the first thing the alien said to him: “Take a few moments to yourself and attempt to get your bearings.” Jackie has unconsciously begun to self-recognize and adopt the psychoanalytic model. He has integrated and is on the path to becoming whole. A hint that the structure that once imprisoned him might now offer a way through. Growth and change are possible in the face of hopelessness and sadness.
Read on a library hardcover borrowed through MA Commonwealth Catalog. Will be purchasing.
Meet Jackie - the world's saddest man - if his alien abductors are to be believed. A small time musical talent, Jackie's calling card is his unending ability to be sad which a group of shape-shifting aliens find to be fascinating enough to study the human capacity for sadness, an emotion that is quite foreign to them. After Jackie presents his unique brand of depression to the aliens in a series of bizarre trials, the aliens return him back to his regular existence whereby the disoriented Jackie tries to come to terms with his abduction by joining an emotional support group for other people who profess to have been abducted by aliens themselves. A truly oddball narrative that isn't anything new for Michael DeForge, Holy Lacrimony offers an engaging and quick read that also packs a rather hefty emotional punch. It's a tough line trying to weave the strangeness and humor into a narrative laced with weighty themes, but DeForge manages in a way that is almost effortless. Jackie's melancholy should be subdued, but something about having the sobriquet "world's saddest man" can be quite amusing when done with nuance.
The artwork is as distinctively DeForge as ever - an collective jumble of squiggles - and it works perfectly. The combination of mundane and eclectic moments all look kinetically charged no matter what, adding a level of dynamism that is simply engaging. Despite its brevity, the strangeness of the story and the captivating artwork makes Holy Lacrimony a DeForge book worth revisiting a couple times over.
Appropriately gross (especially in the drawing style) and bizarre (very contemporary). Sad but also so bizarre that I didn't feel too sad.
This feels like it's in two parts, which sort of but not entirely came together for me. I appreciated that the first part is all about individual mood disorder and then the second part turns to being more about finding purpose in social conection - but, then, it ends at the individual level again. Hmmm. I was most entertained by reading the first part as a critique of therapy that doesn't target change but, instead, is just listening and probing for descriptives).
Vibes of a fucked up existential cartoon that you were too young to watch but spotted late at night on YTV, then totally forgot about until it popped up 15 years later on early YouTube.
Wow. Heady stuff. A fantastic exploration of sadness from Michael DeForge. I'm usually an art snob when it comes to comics and the art in here would have turned me off before but I heard this was good so I picked it up and I'm very glad I did. What a trippy and strange dive into alien abduction and depression. The world's saddest man is abducted by aliens who are fascinated by this emotion that they don't have. The aliens are wonderfully alien and unknowable. This will stick with me.
My favorite artwork from DeForge so far. A master of shapes and colors. The narrative didn’t resonate with me as strongly as some of his other work, but I still found it touching/engaging/interesting/personal. Inspirational to me, visually, thematically.
Loved this art style I just wish the story was longer! I wanted more musings from Jackie! Potentially slightly more context about his past? Definitely more of his feelings about Kara & the gang. Just! More!
Sehr sonderbares Buch über eine Entführung durch Aliens, und wie die Person nach ihrer Rückkehr auf die Erde einer Support Group beitritt und wen sie dort trifft.
I like it when aliens are interpreted in a unique way. Surprisingly tender given how silly it was. I am a Deforge fan though and think the wiggly style does it for me.
3.5 stars rounded down—this book is weird and I mean it in a good way. From the drawings to the plot, Holy Lacrimoney is a really weird story about a person named Jackie who entangles with an alien species that does not know what sadness is like. Of course, Jackie, the saddest person in the world, cannot fathom what it is like to feel no depression.
Overall, the book ended too early and I there was not enough content with the aliens. Half the book is about what Jackie’s abduction is like and then the second half is about what happened afterwards. The scene where the alien talks about its father’s suicide is incredibly powerful and I wish there was more development between the aliens and Jackie, which is why this graphic novel is only getting 3 stars.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
I’ve been sitting with this one for awhile because it was so all over the place with its themes. Starting off as one’s bird eye view into the the inner workings of depression and how an alien race understands its dynamics, is then catapulted into a alien abduction tell-all group/borderline cult looking to reason with their sudden exit and return from and to planet Earth.
I read this one digitally, but would love to further break it down in physical formatting, so I can better understand it.
Thank you to Drawn and Quarterly for the advanced access before this one hits shelves on March 11, 2025.
Picture this: I am standing at LAPL looking at the graphic novels and I pick this one up. I open to a random page, see a drawing of a skinny man with a skinny boner and think, “Heh. Gonna check this one out for my boyfriend.” And then, you know…eventually, I also read it!
Holy Lacrimony is the tale of a musician named Jackie who is abducted by aliens that wish to study the saddest living person in the entire world. Hesitant at first, Jackie forms a bond with one of the entities. After this experience, unable to reconcile what had happened, he joins a support group for abductees.
The first half of this story is excellent. I love the strange illustrations, the emotions, and the odd little twists and turns it makes. Really masterful job at worldbuilding despite never really showing the reader a tangible world. In the second half, however, I kind of felt like I was in a dramatization of those Fight Club support group scenes, but with all new characters. It didn’t hit quite as hard, and left me feeling like I might become the saddest living person in the entire world. But it did come back around a little at the end.
This story has a lot of heart, and is a beautiful exploration of empathy but also the way others playact empathy for attention.
Having now read eight Michael DeForge books, I’m starting to find it hard to think of anything new to write about them in my reviews. I don’t mean to say his work is formulaic or samey – in fact, he has a remarkable gift for coming up with novel concepts – but he’s made a lot of comics, and they all share a certain very distinctive flavour, so it feels like I could just write “another good DeForge comic” and communicate everything I need to say.
This one follows a depressed protagonist who gets caught up in a high-concept escapade, and it delivers a rewarding mix of introspection, humour, imaginative weirdness and social commentary. It has a striking two-act structure, each half having a very different setting and overall feel, but DeForge handles this well: there’s a stark contrast, matching the protagonist’s own experience, but I enjoyed both halves equally, and they complement each other.
So, yeah, Holy Lacrimony is another good DeForge comic!