Whose attention would not be arrested by the headline "Socratic dialogue with a woolly mammoth"?
In this review of a comic--er, graphic novel--entitled Blue Pills: A Positive Love Story, Sam Leith (the Telegraph) describes how the main character's "mixture of lust, fear, tenderness and growing paternal feelings are delicately charted...[as well as]...negotiations with sexual intimacy." Sadly, the book's appropriation of the classical tradition is not entirely happy--and I guess you have to read it to find out how this part is even supposed to make one iota of sense--:
Where it loses its way, slightly, is in a peculiar closing fantasia in which Peeters debates with himself about love are framed as a Socratic dialogue with an Epictetus-quoting woolly mammoth.
Gosh, I really need to post once in a while...