Infinite Wheatpaste Vol. 2 Review – A Mind-Bending Sci-Fi Journey That Hits Different

Right from the jump, that cover hits you like a psychedelic mixtape from another dimension colors exploding, characters wildin’, energy everywhere and that’s exactly the kind of ride you’re signing up for. But here’s the twist… this ain’t chaos for the sake of chaos. This is curated madness. Thoughtful madness. That “I know exactly what I’m doing, even if you don’t yet” type of storytelling. And I respect that HEAVY.

Now let’s break it down like real ones. This book is anthology vibes, but don’t get it twisted it’s all connected. Threads. Ideas. Emotions. Moments. Like the comic itself literally tells you on page 7, you can “pick up any thread and follow it.” That right there? That’s the whole philosophy. This isn’t about a straight line narrative it’s about EXPERIENCE. It’s about how stories echo each other, reflect each other, collide and bounce like particles in the universe.

You got an android monk walking through existence like he’s trying to unlock enlightenment one panel at a time. You got a goddess figuring out what it even means to BE divine. You got a human-ape hybrid just trying to deal with family life like, “Yo, can I just get through the day without existential dread and weird alien nonsense popping off?” And somehow SOMEHOW it all works. It all feels grounded even when it’s floating in cosmic abstraction.

And that’s the magic trick Pidge pulls off here.

Because yeah, on paper, this sounds like it could go off the rails quick. But nah… the writing is introspective without being pretentious. Deep without drowning you. It asks questions instead of screaming answers. Stuff like “Where are you now?” and “Are you here yet?” isn’t just dialogue it’s a vibe, a check-in, a mirror. You reading this and suddenly YOU the one getting questioned. That’s next-level engagement right there.

And then we gotta talk about the ART, because WOOOOOOO this is where things go from “oh this is cool” to “yo what am I LOOKING at right now and why can’t I stop staring?” The visual language here is playful but intentional. One page you’re in geometric, almost M.C. Escher-like spaces (page 2 got that mind-bending staircase energy going CRAZY), next page you’re floating through galaxies filled with fish, monsters, and dreamlike nonsense that somehow feels… personal.

The transitions? Smooth like butter on a hot pan. One moment you’re grounded in domestic life, next moment BOOM you in the cosmos, drifting through metaphors and memory fragments. It’s like the comic itself is breathing, expanding, contracting. And the colors by Chase Hutchison? Oh yeah, they cooking. Bright when they need to be loud, soft when the story needs to whisper. That balance is HARD to nail, and they nailed it.

There’s also this sneaky meta-layer running through the whole thing. The comic knows it’s a comic. It talks about comics. It breaks itself down while building itself up. Like when it says comics can show everything at once past, present, future yo, that’s not just dialogue, that’s a mission statement. And Pidge executes that mission with confidence.

Now let’s keep it real this ain’t for everybody. If you’re looking for straight-up, punch-punch, villain-of-the-week storytelling… this might have you scratching your head like “Al, what you got me reading??” But if you the type that likes to FEEL your comics, sit with them, revisit pages, catch new meaning on the second or third read… oh you EATING with this one.

Because this book doesn’t just entertain it lingers. It sticks to your brain like, well… wheatpaste. (Yeah, I see what you did there, Pidge!)

And I gotta give MAJOR respect to how human this whole thing feels. Even with aliens, gods, androids this is about connection. Loneliness. Curiosity. Growth. That weird in-between space where you not who you used to be, but you ain’t fully who you becoming yet. That’s real life. That’s US. And that’s why this book hits.

By the time you get deeper into the volume, especially when it shifts into more grounded storytelling like the “Oaths & Oathbreakers” section (peep those later pages bringing it back to earth with raw human emotion and generational tension), you realize this whole journey? It’s been about perspective all along. Cosmic or local, spiritual or everyday it’s all connected. Every story matters. Every moment echoes. And that right there? That’s powerful storytelling.

So yeah, Infinite Wheatpaste Vol. 2 ain’t just a comic you read once and shelf. This is one of those joints you come back to. Flip through. Catch something new. Feel something different depending on your mood, your life, your energy that day. Pidge didn’t just drop a book they dropped an EXPERIENCE. And for that? Respect. Big respect.

Creative, bold, introspective, visually wild, emotionally sneaky… this is indie comics doing what indie comics do BEST taking risks and reminding you why you fell in love with the medium in the first place. If you ready for something different… something that don’t hold your hand but instead invites you to explore? Tap in. Trust me. This one hits different.

WEPA!!!
CRUSADERS SCORE: 
4.5/5

Creator / Writer / Artist: Pidge
Colours: Chase Hutchison
Publisher: Avery Hill Publishing

IN SHOPS 5/21