“The Flaming Carrot is a man who sat and read 5,000 comics back to back and got brain damage. And became a hero. Of sorts.
The things in Flaming Carrot are fun. The governor’s head gets turned into a baby’s head. A man makes bombs out of cellulite. Death takes a break, and because he can’t use his powers but needs to get involved in a bar fight, and because he’s 76 times stronger than a normal man, he shrinks himself to 1/76th the size and runs into the fray. “Specific gravity” is mentioned in reference to why this works. I was ALMOST tricked into looking that up before I remembered that life is finite and I’d be looking something up to find out that a completely preposterous scenario was not scientifically sound.
But maybe 2/3 through, it gets a little goobledigooked and it’s too much like a dream, which I was told by an excellent writing teacher could mean anything. “It could be a snake rolling a donut down a hole.”
So points for originality, and it’s fun for a bit. But maybe it overstays its welcome. Ben Franklin said guests smell fucked up and fishy after about 400 pages of madcap comics nonsense. We’d be wise to listen to our first president. “