The cover of The Last Werewolf by Glen Duncan is elegant and understated with beautiful proportions. Each word and graphic is placed purposefully on the page in a balanced and deeply pleasing composition - the hardback is an object I want to hold and show off as I sit on the train.
It is smart in so many ways; it's clean and its economy of imagery leaves it refreshingly unfussy. The title and author's name are the same size font, equal, no unfathomable hierarchy here. It is also a well-chosen font with just enough serif to keep things interesting but not so much that it becomes a faff; contemporary but not so fashionable that it will be evoking cringes in six months. The texture of the paper gives a density to the deep blue-black; Anish Kapoor void-like, it rings of an eternal midnight sky. And, of course, the simple and evocative phases of the moon shining out. Full to new, graphic and eloquent, nothing more is needed. [Catherine]
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