A puckish premise - the central character in the story carelessly mows down a couple of other well know cartoonists in his car. I mean - who hasn't, as a cartoonist, mused about dispatching many of our more famous brethren in idle jealous fantasy? Really? It's only me?*
The thought did occur to me that the artist, Eric Haven was 'trading' on the names of the better known cartoonists here - but I think that can be dismissed - as far as I can tell Eric has amassed a small (published) body of his own work & this bears little in the way of aspiration to the creators he dispatches. As with much of his work there is a dream like quality to his storytelling approach, & this seems apparent in this comic; twisted logic let free to have a play with scenarios. When the whole amusing, if not tenuous affectation concludes, it does so in a happily comics brained way.
The whole thing is rendered in an extraordinary obsessive fine line - like the drawings of someone who has imbibed too much marijuana - there is too much claustrophobic detail. On the whole this can be decorative, but it can also muddle and flatten the artwork; the cross hatching is a good example - in places it deadens the page with a reliance on a consistent fine line, rather than a flowing line. I suspect an over reliance on fine line pens rather than anything that has inherent inflection.
This is yet another release from Sparkplug Comics, so as such, by a strict definition - is not a self-published comic, but more of an indy comic. It gets note in ZUM! because it passes through barriers blocking its way; there is a precedence In reviewing Slab-O-Concrete comics (indy comics) & as I see this outfit as having a similar ethos (I may be wrong) it manages the first hurdle. The second hurdle it passes is much more difficult to get past - but it did so very easily - it is reviewed here because I like.
mooncat
*I would point out this is a joke - for those of you with a lack of humour - you may laugh now... ha... ha...   ...sigh...