I love Jeff Smith's work. Bone is an incredible achievement. It makes me wonder why I'm not at all digging his Shazam book.
I know I have a chip on my shoulder when it comes to superhero comics. My friend Mike once called me "A Comic Snob", but I was really looking forward to this book and very open to it. Everyone seems to be raving about it, but I'm finding it to be pretty sloppy so far.
It just looks rushed to me. Stiff poses, awkward and ill-proportioned characters... There's some good stuff in there too, but I'm not really being drawn into the story very much to enjoy it.
I have the distinct feeling I should stop right here at issue #2, but I suffer from the almost total inability to stop reading a book or watching a movie I've started, even if I'm bored to tears. Case in point: The Dark Knight Strikes Back.
Frank Miller, you owe me. Why I kept buying and reading that piece of shit is a mystery to me. I have NEVER hated a comic so much in my life and yet I gave that guy my hard earned cash like a frikken zombie. I hope some day to meet him so I can return the books and ask for a refund.
Anywho, this is no where near as wretched as that. I'm just rather passive about it much to my dismay.
