Superman Sucks, Apparently

A few days ago, I posted about an old Superman ad I’d found; it was a fairly harmless post, I thought, looking at a fairly harmless old advert.

One reader, however, took exception to that and posted a comment which just emphasised why I use comment moderation these days:

As you can see, the point the commenter was trying to make was that Superman sucks. The image above, though, was just the snippet I could grab of what was on screen; if I scrolled down, there was a lot more. A lot more:

That’s my screen zoomed out to 50%, the only way I could get his entire post to display without needing to scroll.

But you know what, Mr




100 Issues Ago

I came across this “100 Issues Ago” panel in an old Justice League of America and thought I’d tidy it up and re-purpose it. If one month = one issue, what was I reading 100 Issues Ago?

Gail Simone’s Secret Six run was always a delight, whether as part of the Villains United run-up to Infinite Crisis, the mini-series that followed that or the well deserved ongoing series it had later. She took a bunch of misfit criminals, weirdos and anti-heroes and made them into a bizarre, messed up family that you couldn’t help but care about, without shying away from the fact that most of them were killers.

Sadly, the New 52 version by Simone didn’t catch on so well, possibly because the new team (even with a few old favourites) just didn’t seem to work together so well, even with the re-introduction of Elongated Man and Sue Dibny, an event which should have attracted more attention given the uproar caused by Ralph and Sue’s deaths in previous years.

Still, the first few volumes of Secret Six are well worth picking up if you’ve never read them.

Who Ya Gonna Call?

Back in 1996, you could call anyone as long as you’ve subscribed to two DC Comics titles:

And as long as you didn’t want to talk for more than five minutes, that is.

Seriously? A five minute pre-paid phonecard is something worth touting as an incentive to subscribing to two titles?

Any of my American visitors want to try ringing (516) 756-0350 and letting me know what happens . . . ?

But look – Conner, Wally and Kyle! The 90s weren’t all bad.