The Adventures of TinTin

Tin Tin
(From Beyond the Marquee)

About exactly a month ago, I listed seventeen children’s picture books I was fond of.

Today, I wish to journey across Egypt, the ocean, America, and even the moon -with TinTin.

First, I must have you young ‘uns travel back to a time before graphic novels were so prevalent; back when Americans just didn’t get it, though other countries did. Picture a world without so much variety, but still with motorized transportation and microwave ovens.

The world of my childhood.

Occasionally, my mother would bravely venture into The City with all three of us rambunctious children. After finding parking, we’d pile out of our station wagon and walk up the steps to the Salt Lake Public Library.

This was also before they’d built the big, fancy building there now. Ours was a more modest setup -a large, square structure with odd exterior walls of cement.

Never you mind how long ago that actually was. (If you ask my six-year-old, my childhood was around the time electricity was invented.)

The point of all this rambling nostalgia is that Hergés’ TinTin was a very special treat.

We didn’t live in Salt Lake County, so the library card for my mother was an extra cost. We didn’t own that many books. I’m certain we had no comic books or graphic novels around the house.

So, we each felt a mounting excitement as we literally mounted the stairs up to the children’s section, ran quietly through the main area, and turned left into the section of special, out-of-country books.

There, on the wall, the librarian would have set out all the TinTin books they had. It was like a candy store of literature.

My mother would finally catch up to us, note us sprawling on furniture with a book each, and sneak off to the adult section. We were good for a solid ten minutes.

What was The Adventures of TinTin to us?

As I said, those books were a special treat. They were also adventure, expression, art, and European humour. We were enamored with these silent cartoons we controlled.

Later, I would discover Astérix. That’s a story for another time. These days, graphic novels are everywhere. I pick up a few for my children from our own public library whenever we go.

Heck, they even have some with action-packed tales like The Laws of Motion: the story of Isaac Newton.

This old hipster says that’s all well and good, but classics like TinTin need to be read. If you haven’t ever, look into getting a copy. They’re still around, and they’re worth the time.

7 thoughts on “The Adventures of TinTin

  1. Oh my new heroine! A TinTin devotee. I wear a TinTin watch and for my 60th last year I came as Captain Haddock, including a pullover with billions of blue blistering barnacles on the back! Like you I fell in love in the library (in my case in Herne Bay on the north Kent coast circa 1963). I still have my original Seven Crystal Balls from then. Oh swoon… keep the flame alive. If you ever make it to London I’ll share my guilty pleasure… a bespoke TinTin shop in Covent Garden. I’ve found others in Brussels (natch) and Cannes in France. I’ll stop now but search him on my blog and you’ll see how addicted I am…

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    • I find this hilarious, considering the HH connection. 🙂 I would LOVE to visit London, naturally, and (of course) visit the shop. The Captain’s costume sounds great!
      My neighbor grew up with TinTin and showed me his hardback collection: a gift from his brother. He has quite a few (English editions); not them all. I only have The Crab one so far.

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  2. I’ve just seen one (I don’t know if there’s more). The story is Tintin, The Secret of The Unicorn, pretty much as the comic, and the animations are really well done, being directed by Steven Spielberg. So if you like Tintin, I guess I would have to say… Yes, it’s not bad at all 🙂

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