In less serious fashion, Benson’s Cuckoos finds French cartoonist Anouk Ricard delving into slightly more adult territory without losing the sense of color and aberrant wonder she captured so well in her children’s series Anna and Froga (which, to be honest, is a little bit too peculiar for most kids). With its eccentric cast of coworkers and Kafkaesque depiction of bureaucracy, Ricard’s work evokes something of a perverted Dilbert. But the story moves into stranger places once it turns into a whodunit. Richard, the newest employee at a company that makes cuckoo clocks, realizes the person he has replaced, George, has gone missing. (Oddly, no one seems to notice that George’s family has been appearing on television in the hope that someone can help locate him.) Like Ricard’s flat planes and crooked lines, the delivery of each joke is wry and off-kilter. (Richard gives the receptionist an apology card that reads: “Sorry I missed lunch and threw up.”) At its best, Benson’s Cuckoos recalls the same imagination and slapstick that imbue great children’s books.