The art was just perfect and the story was quiet and yet utterly amazing. The only word I can use to describe the story and art is sensitive. Sometimes the art from other comic books throw me off from however fabulous the story may be, but here the softness and detail served as the perfect complement — along the lines of Adrian Tomine.
I also have to admit that what drew me to picking up the manga from the comic book shop was the fact that it wasn’t the usual manga where it goes on and on for 30+ books. That annoys me to no end.
Solanin is just this one book with this one lovely story that begins and finishes.
I drew Solanin when I was about 24 years old. I had just graduated from college and I was feeling a bit insecure about my ability to succeed as a manga artist and whether I would be able to continue to draw manga that were true to myself. In my anxiety and impatience, I felt that all I could do in my mnaga was try to get a true depiction of the times as experienced by my generation.
Lovers, friends, money, jobs, a society with an unclear future, ones own pride…Writhing in these multiple, entangling factors, perhaps they are unable to draw any conclusions. Perhaps this instant now is just a small part of their futile daily lives. The only thing that’s certain is that they can never return to the days gone by.
There’s nothing cool about these characters. They’re just your avergae 20-somethings who blend into the backdrop of the city. But the most important messages in our lives don’t come from musicians on stage or stars on television. They come from the average people all around you, the ones who are just feet from where you stand. That’s what I believe.
~ Inio Asano, 2008