The best thing I can say about The Infinite Loop is that the artwork is quite lovely – very “Batman The Animated Series” feel to it (I kept waiting for the main character to don a Batgirl costume). But honestly, the plot was so heavy handed as to be plodding, dialogue disingenuous, and the story so unoriginally original as to be baffling. Every page is drawn/written not to further the story so much as slap you in the face with a MESSAGE.
Story: uh, time travel. Fight against discrimination and hatred. A T-Rex. Defying ‘the man’. Don’t do what’s expected. 70 Chevy Camaro named Beatrix.
Honestly, the messages of the book were so pedantic (how many ways can a writer shout the same ‘feel good’ message? Find out here!) as to be the only thing I remember or could see – and about half way through I began skimming to see if The Infinite Loop would go anywhere interesting. It became apparent about half way through that the messages WERE the story and anything else (T-Rex, girls snogging, time travel) were thrown in as decoration. Admittedly, I’m one of those people who feel that messages are best delivered in a subtle way that enhances, rather than completely derails, a story. There’s a lot of superflous material here to pad out the pages between the messages and a coherent story still fails to materialize.
Add in the cliches (e.g., our main character saying that love is useless so we have a smoking gun for the romance on the next page) and it became somewhat numbing after awhile. Lots of kinetic energy on the pages, yes – frantic but not necessarily engaging.
I really did like the artwork, though. Reviewed from an advance reader copy provided by the publisher.