I would've lost interest had I waited a year for each issue of this trilogy, so I feel lucky to have waited to read them all in one sitting. This is excellent, a surreal and sad haze of a story. Even closer to oneiric Lynchian imagery than David Boring by Daniel Clowes. It makes me think that I underappreciated my first reading of Black Hole. However, I think I prefer this story in the character and plot focus seems stronger and more realistic (which is surprising given that much of it occurs in the form of a drug-induced reverie). I don't think the story will have much lasting impact for me, and wasn't so sure on the ending, but this deserves a solid rating for daring to show that even drug experiences cannot escape illustration.