Floating Point

Totally hilarious, and insane. This book is 249 pages of short vignettes that follow a maddening formula.  Morbid Angel and Napalm Death blast out of each unruled panel.  It seems Troma Films, Wes Craven and that Steroid infused era of Hollywood starring Chuck Norris and Arnold Schwarzenegger have been tossed into a short circuiting blender.  Frenetic, poorly drawn sex and violence leap off the carved surface of an 8th-grader's desk interspersed with social commentary and philosophical rants that slap normalcy, maturity and reservation in the face.  Admittedly, I can't leave the thing lying out in my room because it looks like a maggot infested stain on the floor.  Jose Angeles appears at Bay Area comic book events with a table covered in paper-mache' gore, advertising his own personal brand of 80's hesher freakout art.  He hails from the seldom mentioned South San Francisco district.  One story implies he is a janitor where piles of prostitutes' condoms and d