A man toils endlessly at his keyboard, himself just another extension of his computer. No aim or wonder left in his body, he plugs away at the letters before him. He never really says anything, typically just retypes pleasantries, always miles from a masterpiece. Minutes to hours to days to weeks, you know the rest. Here we are.
Ms. Marvel #6 (Marvel)
G. Willow Wilson (W) Nico Leon (A)
Don’t be sad fellow people-who-read-this-book, I am not planning on dropping this book any time soon. This last arc hasn’t had that wonderful feeling for me just yet. Not every arc is perfect. My opinion is also prone to imperfections. Just saying.
Injection #9 (Image)
Warren Ellis (W) Declan Shalvey (A)
This book has been getting progressively better in my opinion. Once we got the craziness and info dumping of the first arc out (believe me it was a necesarry info-dump, this story gots lots of strings), the world was fleshed out and now we can play around in it. Fun stuff.
Old Man Logan #5 (Marvel)
Jeff Lemire (W) Andrea Sorrentino (A)
Still feels weird typing those two names under the title of this comic. Now that Logan’s blood lust has been sated, he makes his way into the world. What does someone from another world do? Who does he find?
Doctor Strange #7 (Marvel)
Jason Aaron (W) Chris Bachalo (A)
What do you call a Sorcerer Supreme without magic? Basically pretty damn useless. Now pit him against a monster from an unknown dimension. Yeah, this is gonna get tasty,
Jacked #6 of 6 (Vertigo)
Eric Kripke (W) John Higgins (A)
I’m actually pretty sad to see this one go. It was such a bonkers story, but you guys know how I feel about limited runs. Keep em coming. I’m definitely looking out for this team going forward.
Daredevil #6 (Marvel)
Charles Soule (W) Ron Garney (A)
New arc, new badasses. Elektra comes back baby! I haven’t seen her since the end of her solo series last year, and I’m excited to see what she brings to this comic.
Velvet #14 (Image)
Ed Brubaker (W) Steve Epting (A)
I wish that this story wasn’t broken up like this so often. It’s been almost two months since the last issue. This series is so fast paced and detail oriented that I feel as if I miss something when it takes this long. Oh, well. Guess I’ll have to buy the trades.
Strange Fruit #3 (BOOM!)
Mark Waid/ J.G. Jones (W) J.G. Jones (A)
Speaking of comics taking forever to come out with an issue. I thought this series had been canceled. Well, not really, but I was confused. It has been six months since issue two. Gee Willikers. That’s insanity.
Outcast #18 (Image)
Robert Kirkman (W) Paul Azaceta (A)
Darkness has been getting pretty pissed off at Kyle. It looks like they’re taking their shit and getting it together in a nice organized pile. Kyle is in for some serious fuckery.
Low #13 (Image)
Rick Remender (W) Greg Tocchini (A)
I recently had a conversation about Rick Remender’s creator owned work, how each of them is an exploration of something in his life. Deadly Class, is his life growing up. Black Science is about hubris and selfishness ruling your every decision. Devolution is about his own lack of faith. Low is about depression, and God Damn it if it doesn’t hit the nail on the head.
Batman #51 (DC)
Scott Snyder (W) Greg Capullo (A)
This is the final issue of Batman with Snyder and Capullo. Next month we will get one more issue, but without Capullo. It’s like watching Mom and Dad leave each other. This is really heart breaking. I mean both of these creators will still be doing stuff, and I’d be amazed if they didn’t work together again at some point. It’s just the end of an era.
Sex Criminals #15 (Image)
Matt Fraction (W) Chip Zdarsky (A)
So basically there is no real info on the plot of this issue, but I imagine this may be the first time we see the Sex Avengers, or Sexus League or whatever. Either way, things are going to get fought up against…or something.
Saga #36 (Image)
Brian K. Vaughan (W) Fiona Staples (A)
Are you ready for a tear jerker? I don’t know that this issue is going to pack an onion-y punch, but something tells me that sad things are coming. They will come and sweep you off your happy little feet and smash your teeth in on the jagged relentlessness of depression. So there.
Suddenly, a ninja adorned in neon green garb, flies in through the window. Not “flies” as in jumps through the window, literally, gravity defying flight. He spins his nunchacku, each with multi-coloured glow sticks taped haphazardly to them. He shouts a string of Japanese at the man sitting at his computer. The ninja, named Paul, pauses and beings spitting fire. This causes the drapes to ignite and a wall of flame erupts next to the man on his computer. Suddenly, the ceiling is lifted from the building and three aliens, each of different shape and size, beam in front of an extremely shocked day-glo warrior. They each look at the man on the computer, before leaving Earth, deeming it inhospitable. The man takes no notice. His words must be typed. Paul, the ninja, gives up. He leaves questioning his own existence. The man seems fine, I guess.