Since the relaunch of the
But not unlike the book Man-Thing without Steve Gerber, Resurrection Man – which I still find an incredible concept – has loped along until Zero Hour arrives in September and it will be gone. And I find myself not really caring.
DnA sadly carry out a bargain basement battle between good and evil in the pages of #10 with Mitch Shelly’s soul as the prize. Blah blah snore.
Even the uninspired art of Jesus Saiz seems draggy and propels the bland story nowhere.
But that has become the RM status quo, and few readers expect more. That is why a potentially great title under a proven great team of writers will soon die.