Upon learning what it was, what it represented, and, ultimately, what it lead to, it changed the way I thought about comic books entirely. During that period my father got me a subscription to a now defunct magazine called “Wizard.” While I used to only enjoy finding pictures of Spawn or over-the-top sexualized women of the 90s (let’s remember, it was the 90s and if you don’t believe me just do a Google search for 90s Wonder Woman and let your mind do the rest) eventually I did start to enjoy the book for the articles and the writing.Īnyway, within those pages I saw them repeatedly reference a book called Marvels, written by Kurt Busiek, with beautiful painted illustrations by Alex Ross. Like, for sure the last 6 months of 1999. My real induction into modern comic books came in the very late 90s. Nice town, huh? “Phil Sheldon” Kurt Busiek, Marvels Issue #3 –and blaming the Marvels for the fear they’d felt. And they were taking it out on the Marvels, denying what had happened– …The whole city seemed embarrassed somehow–ashamed of their terror, now that it had passed and they were still alive. Why hadn’t they acted sooner? Could they prove the world was in danger? Instead of ticker-tape parades, we got doubts–accusations–innuendo. –name bridges and mountains after them and invite them to dinner at the White House.Īt least I would have expected it. You would have expected us to canonize The Fantastic Four– You would have expected our gratitude to last forever.
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