When Tintin fans talk about the greatness of the
comic series, one oft-cited exhibit is The
Blue Lotus, an ambitious tale set before World War II that sets the
intrepid Belgian reporter against the international drug trade and Japan’s
conquest of China.
For me, it’s a meh experience. I see what admirers mean when they talk
about Hergé’s emerging artistry and storycraft.
But I have never really taken to the work the way I have to other, less-touted
installments of the series.