Tim Travers is undoubtedly the smartest man alive. After having stolen a shitload of plutonium from an international terrorist group (okay, that was admittedly pretty stupid, but we’ll get back to this later), Tim managed to build a machine to travel back in time. One minute to be exact, to put what among scientists is known as the grandfather paradox to the test. Basically, killing a younger version of yourself would mean the older you can’t exist. Yet, as a first empirical experiment, Tim kills about thirty versions of himself without altering his own existence. Odd. He drops the whole killing thyself idea and just goes on multiplying himself until there’s a whole tribe of Tims filling up his lab. In the meantime, a lecherous henchman with a shotgun roams the streets looking to exterminate Tim (remember the plutonium? Well, there ya go!). He kills Tim, but then stumbles on Tim at a bar. He kills Tim again, but there he is again going for coffee. Tim is still alive and kicking, while Tim is working out the paradox, meanwhile keeping an eye on Tim who is making a move on Tim (strictly for scientific purposes, of course). By the way, has anyone seen Tim?
If all that sounds like rocket science to you, well… good luck! Instead of using time travel as a metaphor for life, love and other classic narrative threads, Stimson Snead digs deep into the paradox concept itself with seemingly infinite possibilities. Tim’s travel machine is like a bottomless well of absurd, hilarious and frankly, quite brilliant ideas, including a very literal interpretation of the concept of self-love and a standoff with God Himself!