Man,
Crankosaurus is one of those obscure gems that feels like it was plucked straight from the depths of indie creativity. I stumbled upon it years ago while digging through underground comic forums, and the name 'Crankosaurus' just stuck with me—
how could it not? The author is this elusive figure named Zack Soto. He’s got this raw, almost punk-rock approach to storytelling, blending weird sci-fi with surreal humor. His art style?
unmistakable. Rough around the edges but bursting with personality, like something you’d find scribbled in the margins of a sketchbook at 3 AM. Soto’s other works, like '
The Secret Voice' or 'Study Group Comics,' carry that same offbeat energy, but 'Crankosaurus' is where he truly let loose. It’s short, chaotic, and feels like a love letter to DIY zine culture. Every time I reread it, I catch some new absurd detail—like the protagonist’s crank-operated dinosaur suit (yes, that’s the plot). Soto’s stuff isn’t for everyone, but if you dig experimental comics, he’s a treasure.
Funny thing is, I loaned my copy to a friend once, and they returned it with a sticky note that just said, 'What did I just read?' Perfect reaction. That’s Zack Soto’s magic.