The film director is nameless, disconnected from the real world but for one close friend. Gaiman’s writing is somewhat thinly defined, though I suspect intentionally so. The two-page chapter dividers at first seem pretentious, but perhaps best embody the book’s titular noise, the static interference that infers with any creative mind. An overuse of now archaic computer generated imagery occasionally robs the art of its intimacy, but this a common problem with all digital comic art of the early nineties.
Less graphic novel than fluent, visual poetry, McKean’s trademark fusion of photorealistic art, idiosyncratic, handcrafted collages and abstract imagery is breathtakingly absorbing. That the film in question is about a European village as the last year of AD999 approaches, prophesied as the end of the world to these people, mirrors his own approaching Armageddon. Signal’s plot is almost entirely contained within the anonymous director’s cerebrum, the last thoughts of a dying man as he fights to finish a work more important than himself. Signal to Noise - Neil Gaiman, Dave McKean
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