A tubby, fairly useless bank security guard drinks from a spring where the water has been tainted with dust from a meteorite.
After feeling a bit ill (presumably a nasty dose of comet arse) he starts feeling better and realises he can move objects using just his mind.
He puts them to use fighting off the crime gang trying to strong-arm his daughter out of her business.
It's silly, and the tone sorta wobbles, but I really liked it.
Also, when a high-ranking crime boss threatens you, and you respond by folding up their Mercedes like it's a coke can using your mind-powers, that's a pretty good way of saying "Go fuck yourself."
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