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Lynd Ward's first novel in woodcuts, and so far my favorite. There is a cleaner element of line in his artwork here, and the story is by far the most coherent of the ones I've read. I'm starting to get the impression that as he progressed in his career he overextended the medium of the wordless novel by making the artwork somewhat busy and the story harder to follow. This lines up with things I've read about his artistic evolution; his style becomes more complex and the he attempts to make the characters more three dimensional. I still have a couple more to read, so maybe he manages to pull off the depth he strives for in his later works; I hope so!

The story is clear, but not original--follows a predictable Faustian template. Maybe Faust was less over-done back when this was published? I give the story a 3, and the artwork a 5--overall a 4.