Fencing: a sport nobody cares about for a reason - it boring! Does Fence make me like it any more? Nuh to the uh uh!
Cliched underdog protagonist from a poor family gets scholarship to posh gay boarding school obsessed with fencing (those very specific and conveniently very acceptable for our current ultra-sensitive political climate places exist apparently!). He take on rivalries with upper class fencing champions! He might win! But not for now! Gawd awmighty shoot me please…
It’s like a kid’s cartoon for the dumbest kids. All the characters are cunty stereotypes - the heartthrob, the team captain, the dork, the overachiever, the underdog - with not one of them remotely likeable! The story is so bland and by-the-numbers - it’s a tournament but d’you think the hero wins straight away? Course not! Stoopid rivalries have to happen first along with unexpected friendships and obvious life lessons and blah blah blah, come on, who hasn’t seen this shit a thousand times before?!
That this is about fencing is completely arbitrary - you could substitute any rando sport in place of fencing and this story still functions. Functions poorly and bores you to tears, but still functions.
The only thing I liked about this book was that the artist is called Johanna the Mad. We need more creators with Viking names. Unless all they produce is pap like this in which case fuck em! Fence is utter rubbish. I felt dumber for reading it and know I completely wasted my time here - don’t you make the same mistake!
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