Has been reviewed before, and even the artist her, er, I mean 'itself' too, although I think it deserves something a bit more indepth.
It's.. It's hard to explain. Just look at it. It's like if Rain Man had a comic.
I think the thing that gets me most is if you took any comic page by itself, you'd think it's a children's story with someone scribbling nonsensical words all over it. I feel ashamed for even liking it years ago when I was in highschool, before I knew the inner workings of this mad(wo)man. I actually admired this level of dedication. But it's lies. All liiiiessss. It starts out 'normal', but page by page it descends into madness.
There's creepy lesbian overtones, women being mistreated and brainwashed (literally), and a sex toy come to life, all buried under thousands and thousands of pages of descriptions of this magical world. All slathered with thick Wish Fullfillment brand gravy as the story gets more and more convoluted, the lesbians (? Does the sex toy count?) grow old together happily and.. it.. never really happened. The.. sex toy goes back in time and sees a blob eating humans for it's bones and.. and.. See? See what JDR does to me?! I'm going MAD! MAD!!
AHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!! SOUP PICKLE FIRE HYDRANT SALAD!! LALALALA!!!
Y'know, I wonder if I should make my own "Pastel Slut Heliotrope" comic.. I seriously wonder if I can make it worse than it really is. Have the doctor make this sex doll as it flies into other universes made of triangle chips and Calculus equations and ships made of ovaries and wait that's still this comic nevermind..
AND THAT'S JUST ONE COMIC. YELLOW HAT IRON DINGBAT FISH TELEPHONE