Nothing I've seen has summed up the apocalyptic jitters specific to the 21st century quite as well as Matt Kindt's Revolver. The main dude somehow flip flops every other day between a city torn apart and facing death, destruction, and anarchy vs. a regular, soul crushing, doldrum existence, and finds that he might prefer living in the terrordrome. It's a work that explores a great taboo: Cataclysm is exciting.
