I get drawn in whenever the internet makes a promise, and so finding one that claimed a work titled Everywhere At The End Of Time would ‘break you’ was compelling. Then I saw the running time: just over six and a half hours. Damn. Must be one hell of a trip. So, I earmarked it, and then found myself one idle lockdown Sunday in the mood to test that oh-so-clickbaity ‘break you’ assertion. And it did.