K: Hello chops, Krazydiamond here. This issue, the lovely Elveloy and myself teamed up for a joint review of Ooorah's own AngusEcrivain's spazzy space comedy.

E:What words wouldn't you use to describe Angus Ecrivain's comic gem, "You're Dead, Jock"? Sensitive, classy and tasteful all spring to mind.

K: Classy as a sailor in stilettos, drinking a dirty martini while eating a tuna-fish sandwich.

E: With a strong flavour of Red Dwarf permeating this story, it's a rollicking tale, attracting such comments as "do the dead need condoms?" and, my favourite, "staring at your crotch laughing is never a good look."

K: I still firmly believe Jock should invest in a Segway for that gigundous ship (yes I made up a word because enormous and gigantic don't cut it), a golf cart, something! For those not in the know, Red Dwarf was a wonderful character driven comedy straight out of BBC which is still filming. Another series is due out in the next year. Jock and company have numerous homages to the show, among other memorable nods to greats of the comic sci fi genre and a thorough dose of geek culture.

E: The story opens with a classic line. "You're dead, Jock," the spaceship's computer tells our hero. Stranded in the Under-Universe, drifting aimlessly through space with Krix the (dead) computer as his sole companion, Jock struggles to find out how - and why.

K: Oh, the why is the best part.

E: Although he is dead, Jock still manages to continue with quite a few vices normally reserved for the living, including drinking and smoking. Not to mention various bodily functions, which you shall have to read about for yourself.

K: With more twists and turns than an M.C. Escher painting, Jock's adventures might make your head spin but you'll be giggling the whole way through. Prepare yourself for drunk karaoke, homicidal kumquats, a computer with an existential crisis, and improper use of console stick shifts.