Step right up, folks, to witness the bizarre and twisted world of hypercomics in Max Huffman’s latest minicomic series, Hypermutt. This ain’t your grandma’s comic book, that’s for sure.

Imagine a world where live music is as forbidden as putting pineapple on pizza – sounds like a nightmare, right? Well, in the bleak and humorously dark landscape of Business Park, Huffman flips the switch on reality once again. The story kicks off at a town hall meeting in a Taco Bell (seriously, where else would it start?), where zoning laws and pharmaceutical marketing collide in a whirlwind of absurdity. As a questionable romance blossoms, the idea of the Hypermutt emerges: a mutant mass of dogs melding into one chaotic being, like a furry Cerberus running amok.

At first glance, Hypermutt may seem like a satire on corporate culture gone haywire, with plenty of laughs to go around. But as you peel back the layers of this comic onion, you realize that Huffman ain’t fooling around. The abstract and sci-fi elements start to seep through, painting a picture of a world teetering on the edge of insanity.

Don’t expect a smooth, easy ride with Hypermutt. Huffman’s whimsical artwork and disjointed storytelling will leave you scratching your head, trying to keep up with the madness unfolding before your eyes. It’s like trying to follow a GPS in a city with streets that randomly change names – good luck!

Despite the mind-bending twists and turns, there’s a method to Huffman’s madness. Each 12-page minicomic is printed on a different colored paper, adding a quirky touch to the series. The narrative flows seamlessly from issue to issue, with unexpected surprises at every turn. And don’t even get me started on the bold move to ditch lettering altogether in some installments – talk about pushing the boundaries of traditional comic storytelling.

So, buckle up and prepare for a wild ride through the wild and wacky world of Hypermutt. This ain’t your average comic book series – it’s a mind-bending journey into the absurdity of corporate chaos and canine calamity. And remember, in the world of Hypermutt, anything goes – even if it leaves you scratching your head and laughing in confusion. Welcome to the bizarre brilliance of Max Huffman’s twisted imagination.