Through a haze of smoke, a cat glides into view, a fixed, knowing smirk on his face.
The story begins in a cramped Cleveland walk-up, the year nineteen sixty-three. A young cartoonist, Robert Crumb, is hunched over a scarred desk, the air thick with the smell of ink. On the page, a jaunty cat with a lopsided hat begins to talk back, channeling the mischief and anxieties of a generation. This w...
