Future Space by Mark Velard

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Future Space
by Mark Velard
Refractor Industries


If you think beyond your five year plan, do you have any idea what will happen in the future?

I ask because I’m beginning to see a pattern in the minis I receive.  Between Utu, Ochre Ellipse #3 and now Mark Velard‘s Future Space, cartoonists are describing with alarming regularity a future that is awfully bleak.  Just starting to wish I had a few more options to choose from.

These books all take place in a world where people are just lonely individuals pressing buttons for pleasure.  Not to say I wouldn’t fit in there (read: I love you, Internet), but apparently someone burned all the books and trees too.  At least, those objects of our modern society are nowhere on the page.  Bummer, right?

If that were really the case, who wouldn’t retreat into technology if it offered some semblance of what we lost?

Future Space develops this idea to its extreme, exploring a future where digital convenience becomes more than a distraction.  It’s a way of life.

The story in Future Space focuses on a guy with only a few choices — what to eat for dinner and what to do for entertainment.  Dinner is produced by a machine and appears in a box after the diner makes their selection, presumably with the aid of science.  This process goes horribly wrong, however, because after selecting chicken, the machine weirdly blends all the options — chicken, steak and bacon and eggs — into some unfathomable mess.  This disgusts our main character and he decides to skip a meal in favor of some in-home entertainment.

He sits as his couch, fires up his version of a television, and is transported somehow mentally and perhaps physically to a destination of his choosing: War, Ask God and Sadistic Sex are among his many options.  He selects “The Moon.”

Immediately our guy is floating through space and arrives feet-first on the moon’s surface.  It seems the moon has been colonized to a point where there is at least a 24-hour bar, and he bellies up like a regular.  At some point he turns to read a sign that warns of an annual asteroid onslaught — and it’s due to show up in less than one minute.  He struggles to get away from the simulation and not die.

While successful in his escape, this is obviously the last straw for our man of the future.  Luckily, some physical comforts like weed await him back home.

This black-and-white mini is 20 pages long and comes with an insert — a bonus comic called “A Concentrated Zombie Story.”  It measures 5.5″x4.25″ and costs $2.  It is available through the publisher HERE.

Sarah Morean

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