Nebulous, a good description for this compilation of the peculiar 2000 AD series. Although I really enjoy the concept of indigo prime, a murky agency composed of eccentric, temporal meta-fixer types repairing the disturbances in space-time, I think I came away with more bafflement than when I started.
Akin to elements found within Alan Moore’s Future Shocks and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman universe, The Complete Indigo Prime is a collection of serialized shorts from a psychedelic SciFi perspective. If anything, the set details perhaps just how fickle our interpretation of a multiverse is or can be. Eccentric characters floating amid cloudy, kaleidoscopic backdrops stitching events and people back into their proper order is as advertised; perhaps, though, the point of the collection is to emphasize that reality is never so properly sutured, even when left under the care of such unseen professionals.
The cast created by John Smith is enigmatically charged, and the art visualized by Chris Weston and Mike Hadley are equally intriguing. Strange characters obliviously drift in and out of the stories, either directing plotted traffic or playing a more direct role. Fish eyed portrayals of gaping, intestine-laden, multi-mawed hells and planetary nebulae, often bursting ubiquitously from cloudy tendrils of the space-time continuum is par for the course as far the general aesthetic is concerned. Which is actually great, providing a slight but constant feeling of nausea rolling throughout the book, likely a necessary component when contemplating an unbounded set of universes ever folding upon themselves.
It’s too bad, however, that this compilation is too short to get a good feel not only for characterization. The beginning exposition of Fervent and Lobe’s story, combined with their partnership with Almaranda is simply too disjointed from the most accessible “Indigo Prime” tale appearing second to this, and especially those involving Winwood and Cord. The others, particularly Basalt and Foundation, Fegredo and Brecht, lack a more complete introduction required for newcomers to the series.
All of this might just come down to a strange collection of, well, strangeness for those uninitiated (like myself) to Indigo Prime. But it’s good fun nevertheless. If anything, the mystery stemming from fragmented pacing and ineluctable characters in this volume might just be answered in the just published anthropocalypse edition. Not a bad read.