Page 45 Review by Jonathan
Wow. To make any sense of what is easily the most 'out there' comic I have read this year, you probably need to have some understanding of the title. Picnolepsy would be a state where the mind and body could be said to be not functioning as a whole. For example, a simple daydream, or perhaps a medical episode such as an epilepsy seizure, or indeed even absolute, all-consuming concentration on a task, such as texting on your smartphone whilst meandering down a busy street, oblivious to the rest of the irritated world around you...
In other words, temporary mental absence or disconnection from one's physical self. Often, particularly with daydreams, the picnoleptic event is clearly extremely transitory. I suspect the inertia part of the title is referring to the fact that this intensely, psychologically perturbing sequence of short stories should be viewed as one extended picnoleptic episode. Given the cyclical nature of the entire work, it makes sense, though it's about the only thing that does!
It feels like Tsemberlidis, off his head on salvia divinorum, has climbed inside your mind's eye armed only with a black biro and a trembling hand, and is perched precariously atop your pineal gland, frantically stabbing out join-the-dots scenes on the spongy canvas of your recoiling brain. This is one of the most surreal metaphysical trips I've been taken on for some time. It's as disturbing as it is enlightening, particularly the ending... I have literally just realised what the dramatic conclusion probably actually means whilst typing this review and whilst it's offset the extremely strange feeling I was left with, slightly, I feel... well, yes, disturbed.
Can you tell I loved it?
On the same publishing imprint as GARDENS OF GLASS by Lando, which is as equally bizarre as this work, in a not-altogether dissimilar black and white, ultra-minimal style. There is so much going on here visually, astonishing given the minimalism, that it does indeed feel like you are being squeezed through a pinhole camera obscura into some other distorted, compressed, concentrated hyper-reality. It is psychedelic enough without any need whatsoever for colours. I think colouring would detract from the power of it, actually.
It is, also, I think, chock full of great little nods to popular culture. There's definitely a knowing wink to THE INCAL, I believe also the beginning of the truly insane HEAVY METAL 1981 film (which, thinking about it, does contain certain picnoleptic elements), plus Alan Moore's PROMETHEA, and I am pretty sure I even spotted a wireframe space station from the classic 1980s video game Elite in one space scene! It's just too distinct a shape for it not to be that. I am sure there are many more such nods, I certainly felt a few twitching at the corners of my consciousness which I couldn't quite put my finger on.
At this point, you're either thinking, I have to buy this immediately, or more likely, about to break free from the daydream, or should I say, PICNOLEPTIC INERTIA, you've slipped into whilst I've been rambling on, and move on to the undoubtedly more coherent next review...