So this week I picked up World War Hulk number 5. Let me back track a little bit. When I went to buy it, I was still drinking my afternoon coffee AND I was going to the gym, so I had a coffee in one hand, my gym bag and a jacket on my shoulder. On top of all that, I had to hold the book in the other hand. All very mundane, yes? Yes. However, I am human, and do feel attraction, and this time it happened to be directed at one of the people behind the store counter.
So, standing in line to make a purchase? Mildly cool. Breaking out in a caffeine sweat, fumbling with all my accoutrement and being unable to make eye contact, resulting in non-stop shifty eyes? Not cool. Oh well, maybe he thought I was being mysterious.
In any case, when I did get around to wiping the sweat from my brow and reading the book, it dawned on me that I had more fun buying it.
Dear Marvel: step one: avoid having the cover art trump and shit on the interior art. No disrespect to the artists, but at times the panels were a bit silly. For a marketing ploy this epic, the art work should match.
At least the plot got moving, and over all, this one was more fluid and less stagnant than any of the X-men arcs I’ve seen in the past year. Sorry Whedon. I love you to death, but 14 months of the Break World? C’mon now. Kanye was right. I do admit watching Reed Richards attempt to molly wop Tony Stark with a huge ass can of mace and pleading with Tony to defend himself is simply fantastic (no pun intended). I anticipate watching the battle, and hopefully it’s a fight between Hulk and Sentry.
That is, if my attention span will allow me to remember what’s going on a month from now.
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