As a former Marvel Zombie, I periodically throw good money after mostly bad product in the hopes that Marvel will get at least one or two good writers in its bullpen; based on my admittedly less than exhaustive or statistically valid sampling, that's about all they have gotten: Greg Pak, Fred Van Lente, and, OK, Jeph Loeb, whose Red Hulk/Green Hulk and Gray Hulk stuff provided more guilty pleasure -- in a summer popcorn movie kind of way -- than it had any right to.
Seriously, if it wasn't for the sadly defunct Incredible Hercules and Agents of Atlas (and the even-quicker-to-be-canceled Atlas), I would regret each and every one of my Marvel purchases of the last two or three years.
Thanks to a couple of public libraries in the area, I've been able to peep in on some of Marvel & DC's biggest travesties of the last five years or so: Civil War, the ever-metastasizing mess that is the Avengers line of titles (Brian Michael Bendis can make a mid-career switch to fast food franchise owner any day now, for all of me...), Annihilation, the third (or is it fourth..?) reboot of Nova ("the Human Rocket," not the [presumably still] defunct herald of Galactus), Planet Hulk, World War Hulk, Skaar, Son of Hulk, Dark Reign, the Captain America debacle, Infinite Crisis, the Countdown to same, the Aftermath to same, 52 (which was not without some guilt-inducing pleasurable moments of its own, chiefly the island of DC's mad scientists...), Final Crisis, The Sinestro Corps War, Blackest Night, the umpteenth reboot of the Wally West Flash, Amazons Attack.... GAH!
As much as I'm grateful for not having actually bought much of this dreck, I'm still kicking myself for having purchased the dreck that I did. When the highlight of my comic store visits is a purchase of Alter Ego or Back Issue, it's a sure sign that the current superhero comic book market is not designed to capture my dollars.
BTW, Justin Gray and Jimmy Palmiotti get my vote as Worst Superhero Comic Writing Team EVAH.
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Date: 2011-05-07 09:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-07 08:04 pm (UTC)Seriously, if it wasn't for the sadly defunct Incredible Hercules and Agents of Atlas (and the even-quicker-to-be-canceled Atlas), I would regret each and every one of my Marvel purchases of the last two or three years.
Thanks to a couple of public libraries in the area, I've been able to peep in on some of Marvel & DC's biggest travesties of the last five years or so: Civil War, the ever-metastasizing mess that is the Avengers line of titles (Brian Michael Bendis can make a mid-career switch to fast food franchise owner any day now, for all of me...), Annihilation, the third (or is it fourth..?) reboot of Nova ("the Human Rocket," not the [presumably still] defunct herald of Galactus), Planet Hulk, World War Hulk, Skaar, Son of Hulk, Dark Reign, the Captain America debacle, Infinite Crisis, the Countdown to same, the Aftermath to same, 52 (which was not without some guilt-inducing pleasurable moments of its own, chiefly the island of DC's mad scientists...), Final Crisis, The Sinestro Corps War, Blackest Night, the umpteenth reboot of the Wally West Flash, Amazons Attack.... GAH!
As much as I'm grateful for not having actually bought much of this dreck, I'm still kicking myself for having purchased the dreck that I did. When the highlight of my comic store visits is a purchase of Alter Ego or Back Issue, it's a sure sign that the current superhero comic book market is not designed to capture my dollars.
BTW, Justin Gray and Jimmy Palmiotti get my vote as Worst Superhero Comic Writing Team EVAH.