Seeing as I handle a whole bunch of comics every day at work, I've decided to get back into Marvel. Haven't read anything consistently since the 90s but Copenhagens libraries have pretty enormous collections. So what with the Avengers being the big thing now I picked up what is dubed Jonathan Hickmans Avengers which it seems started publication in 2015.
It's garbage. I hate almost everything about it except the novelty of watching the literary car crash. Everything from the plot, to the art, to the dialogue, etc. Did I get old some time within the past 5 years? Did I lose that suspense of disbelief somewhere? Was the stories always this bad?
It's told from the perspective of Captain Universe I think. A new one I believe, I think the old one was male. Anyway it's told as the beginning of the end, an age where things are getting worse for earth when the dangers are becoming insurmountable. Supposedly this is their zenith before the Avengers fall. Before that end of heroes event that Marvel has been hinting at for decades.
And that end is pretty obvious because Hickman is constantly exposing the flaw in writing ever more crazy obstacles and threats for a super hero team consisting of a soldier with no guns, a guy who shoots arrows, a cold war spy, a person who does karate really well, etc. How the hell does it make any sense that they are fighting Gods that can push evolution a million years forward or machines that destroy planets single handedly?
The story is spectacularly insane enough that I keep reading but the writing is all over the place. I want to see what happens next but I recognize nothing of the restraint or cleverness of for example Chris Claremonts writing in the 70s and 80s. This is the kind of writing that I used to critize DC comics of suffering from.
Maybe the kid in me just faded away.
This post has been edited by Alternative Goose: 07 June 2018 - 08:24 AM