In response to an e-mail I got this afternoon.
Stephen, the only mainstream superhero comic titles that I buy these days are Justice League,
which I'm gonna be dropping real soon, on account of it being really shit ( if I wanted to read about the Teen Titans, I'd buy Teen Titans ), and Justice Society,
which I'm gonna be dropping because they've split it into two books, which just plain old sucks.
I buy Criminal
when it's out, but, other than that, Marvel can kiss my arse.
I'm currently getting the Paul Salamoff/Daniel Gete Logan's Run: Last Day series,
but I'm not planning on picking up any of the sequels, and, just between you & me, I'm also buying David Lapham and Javier Barreno's Crossed: Family Values
( but if you tell anyone, I'm only going to deny it ).
Every now and then - not very often - something comes along that helps me remember why I love comics, & right now that thing is Charles Burns' X'ed Out.
My favourite comic artist is Gil Kane.
My favourite comic writer is Steve Gerber.
My favourite superhero is Batman.
My favourite superheroine is Black Canary.
My favourite supervillain is The Joker.
Though none of these choices are inclusive of their current incarnations.
Ok? Cheers, then.
And here's some old-school Berni Wrightson cool-ness, from Creepy # 62.
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