“By Grant Morrison and Mark Millar, I would be willing to put big money on being able to guess who was writing during which parts. At some point, in the copy I have, there was a misprint and it skipped ahead, then went backwards, and the whole affair was already so Morrison-y that I didn’t even notice at first. His stuff is so non-linear and difficult to follow that I couldn’t tell the difference between it and a misprint.
The first few issues were pretty good. I liked where it was going. Nothing Earth-shattering, but just fine. And then it got super weird, his girlfriend(ish) got turned into a one-foot-tall statue or something? Or mummy? There’s this pretty hilarious part later on where he’s looking at her in some kind of tank, because as we all know, recovery in weird fiction always happens in a tank, and he’s like, “This blows. She was the only woman who ever loved me.” And I was like, “Bro, you guys went out for one half of one date. I know this is a tough loss for you, but she was turned into a teeny mummy. That’s like 1000 times worse. Have some sense of scale, dude.””