Danny Steve is a girl in a hurry. After tackling being young and restless in ten minutes, she is now dealing with a sumo tournament. This time she starts by setting the scene: on one side (the left hand side pages of the book), the public, on the other (the right hand side) the fighting area and the sumotori.
Amongst the mass and bulky bodies, she slips in a line. Where endlessly repeated movements and poses are, she starts her drawing over and over again. Under the rigid form of the ritual, under the weight of bodies, Danny Steve, tracks down mobility, conveys movement. And indeed, the book comes to life. One follows the different steps of the fight, intrigued and already enthusiastic. Dodge, specialized moves, push, grab, fall: the book turns into a flipbook, gets into a rhythm, picks up speed…
On the public stands, it’s a mix parade of sumo buffs, TV speakers, commercials, shopping bags, manga pictures.
176 pages later: Danny Steve hasn’t told us anything yet, nor explained anything about sumo. Ten minutes, is really too short to take oneself seriously…

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