NIGHTWING, Vol. 2, No. 120 (Jones / Diaz; DC, 2006)

Every Wednesday morning, I make a blind pull from Siri's (randomized) choice of one of the 20 alphabetically-organized shortboxes that constitute my comics collection, (re-) read it, write about it, and publish the resultant review/memory/whatever. Earlier installments live here.

(Box18) Ohjesusfuck fate, what did I ever do to you?

As disappointed now as I was when this monstrosity of a (thankfully brief, IIRC – a "One Year Later" mercy kill?) run began: Jones's conspiracy-laden horror / X-Files – Mr. Green / Mr. Blue – take on INCREDIBLE HULK ('01-'05) had been so good that the unremitting thud of his NIGHTWING – including, in a textbook example of a great concept (villainous Jason Todd tries to replace Dick Grayson (occasional fashion model?) as Nightwing in a DCU where Batman has been gone for a year) gone sour in execution, the worst take on one of my favorite characters since he returned from the Superboy-Prime-punched / Lazarus-pitted dead, back in the days when no one – aside from Winnick, at that point – knew what to do with him – was a Joker-wielded crowbar to the head.

If writing is all about the exploration of choices, I can't fathom what Jones was thinking (or not) when he made the choices he made here. This was just awful and my shame at reading this back when I was young and stupid has only been magnified to the nth. Thanks, fate.

THE ULTIMATES 2, No. 6 (Millar/Hitch; Marvel, 2005)

Every Wednesday morning, I make a blind pull from Siri's (randomized) choice of one of the 20 alphabetically-organized shortboxes that constitute my comics collection, (re-)read it, write about it, and publish the resultant review / memory / whatever. Earlier installments live here.

(Box18): Part of my second era of comics collecting (first being early-mid nineties – basically BATMAN ‘89 through KINGDOM COME, second being 01/02 until +/08, the third being a recent return): I'm certain I picked it up on the Wednesday it came out, which would put it at sometime in late Spring/early Summer 2005. Boston, Newbury Comics – probably the Harvard Square store, though by that point it might have been the one outside of Belmont, MA, near Alewife. Actually, now that I think about it... yeah, probably the Alewife one, the first location, before they moved across to the Whole Foods shopping center (or was it the other way ‘round?) .

As far as the story itself, a solid enough interlude – for all of Millar’s overt Millarness, he could always tell a ripping good yarn – featuring some beautiful – as always – Hitch art focused on the cancelled Hank Pym as he joins the Ultimate Defenders and engages in a downward spiral of self-pity and self-flagellation before getting his sixty-foot-tall bare ass splayed across the Ultimate newspapers when he uses his Giant Man powers (in defiance of the U.S. government's ownership of them – "I'm kind of in a legal dispute with them right now") to save Ultimate Nighthawk from being incinerated by a gang of cigarette-stealing hooligans and meeting with a shadowy traitor to the Ultimates team to kick off the "Grand Theft America" storyline.

Fond memories back in the days of yore and innocence, in the years just prior at the start of the MCU – in the pre-Disney years, even –, of how the MCU was (going to be) inspired by The Ultimates and The Ultimate universe: other than Samuel L. Jackson as Nick Fury and the Chituri (sp?), I fail to see the provenance – or the willingness to take anything resembling a risk.