what is Dresden Codak about?
I’ve read several comics over the past half year, and I can say without unnecessary hyperbole that it’s a comic that defies explanation. It may be this unabashed ambiguity that attracts readers in the first place. What I can tell you, though, is that the series starts off with a guy’s head blowing up. So let’s start with that, an apt illustration of what Dresden Codak can do to the unguarded mind. (In a happy coincidence, an exploding head is featured in both the first Dresden Codak (#1) and the first one available in the archives (#13). I suppose I should speculate why Mr. Diaz doesn’t link to Dresden Codak #1-#12 in his archives, but I’m sure he has his reasons. Besides, I’m still not over his obsession with exploding heads.) The early part of Dresden Codak is swamped in the sort of brainy, whimsical chaos that Frank Zappa would’ve put together. It’s almost as if the comic were assembled in a psychedelic haze, yet infused with such logic and lucidity that you figure there’s no way Di
