As he had illustriously showed with a prior work of his, Beauty, Hubert takes the conceptuality of a children's fairy tale and melds into something horrific yet filled to the brim with whimsy.
Petit is a comic that fires on all cylinders: It has the brisk pace of a manga, but manages to compensate with superb character work and exquisite mythology.
Hubert creates an ideological spectrum among the three most prominent characters: Desdée, the grandmother, who is indisputably the most moral giant in the story, yet is cursed with an excessive cynicism and impassivity; Émione, whose shares a monstrous disdain for humans in sync with the rest of her kind, but nonetheless is commendable if only for her of love of her son; and Petit, the titular protagonist, who we see through the entirety of the book endeavor through his ethical confusion that results of him being neither man nor giant.
The mythos Hubert engraves is utterly splendid. Giants, fantastical kingdoms, and medieval intrigue are old as day and night, Petit turn these elements into something bold and never before charted.
Bertrand Gatignol's artwork, while slightly obnoxious in it's tumblr, cal-arts stylings, can be illuminating in it's brilliance. The castle in it's near entirely obsidian colored interiors feels tremendously iconic. Much like Hubert's previous collaborator, Kerescoët, Gatignol depiction of the depravities on this book as if it were a DreamWorks or Pixar feature is hysterical.
Much like Moore and Gibbons, Jodorowsky and Moebius, Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, Hubert and Gatignol seems like a pairing for the ages, considering how succinct their collaboration together is.
8/10
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