A modern, teen-and-up kind of head comic. A lacklustre kid, moving back in with his mom and a grandma who thinks her dead husband is still around to talk to, ends up falling into a caretaker job at some big-shot science company. But when he learns their thing is to shuttle around the multiverse, finding a new home for humans and damaging everything they touch at the same time, it becomes clear he is custodian of a lot more than he predicted. In fact, everything may rest on his shoulders – and I mean, everything…
This is pretty decent fair, even when all the multiple transitions from one universe to another evoking all those "wow, acid, man, colours, man, like groovy" books of the 60s and 70s have an illogical difference between them all. The naff pseudo-swearing aside, the character is equally at home in those books and the ones we read today, as is the entire plot. Oh, and anyone who doesn't see a parallel with the whole Muskian "we must leave Earth, we can't hope to rectify any of it" business model is rather on the blind side. Unexpectedly successful, the grounded family life of this guy helps boost proceedings to the four star status.