guttergeek formerly discontinuous review of graphic narrative; now just discontinuous

Ales Kot, Morgan Jeske, Sloane Leong, and Ed Brisson, Change (Image, 2013). $14.99, paperback


This is the worst review ever written. Not a negative review, just a complete failure of a review. It is instead a desperate plea for guidance. WTF, guys? What the hell is happening in this book, and why do I care so much even though I don't have any idea what is going on?

In a 
recent interview, Kot summarized the plot of the 4-issue miniseries, recently collected into a gorgeous trade, as follows: "Los Angeles is going to die in two days and the only people who can save it are a screenwriter turned car thief, a rapper turned producer, an astronaut on his way back from one of Jupiter's moons, and a little boy hidden inside a bigger boy." So we can start from there and feel relatively grounded. But once we get down to brass tacks the whole thing goes from weird to mind-bending, and then from there to some state where my brain just kind of seized up and started smoking and sputtering.

Maybe if I read more Lovecraft (my failures on that front have been admitted to in these pages all too often in these days in which the man's spirit seems to have found its way into so many comics)… Maybe if I had a secret stash of special mushrooms… Maybe if I could pin down Kot to give answers more specific than those he is inclined to when asked directly about the book and it's meaning (for example, "Apocalypse means uncovering; lifting of a veil, disclosure of knowledge").

Actually, one thing Kot says abut the book certainly does ring true, in a shaman-on-the mountaintop kind of way: "
Change has been made to interact with the world outside itself (if there is such a thing) and to create a malleable feedback loop between itself and the reader." That part I get, because even though I am positive I don't get this book, I can't stop staring at Jeske's art and Leong's remarkable colors. And despite myself, I can't stop thinking about it.