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I'm anxious, fevered. My body is taxed from the lack of sleep. Deep within this prison, I've lost track of time; days become nights, and nights become days. Today, I scratch another line on the wall of my cell.
I shall name this line '56'.
In Mo's absence, I was surprised to think that Austen might turn out to be ok after all. His take on Uncanny has moments of dignity, and I'm digging his work on the Avengers. He's no Morrison, I grant you (and oh! how that statement tickles me), but I was startled to find that each of the first issues of 'BNM' and 'ODN' weren't horribe at all. I regret to report that I'm frequently duped into buying a horrible comic now and again, but rarely do I make that mistake on a title for more than three consecutive month.
I'll admit it here, I was almost impressed. Charles and Logan taking off to visit the ruins of Genosha was something I didn't expect, and it touched me. Just the sight of the Magneto's memorial caused a rush! The spotlight on Emma and her indomitable spirit sparkled against her diamond skin. Seeing Hank and Scott working side-by-side filled me with joy. Oh! and the thought of a mystery villain lurking under (and inside) the mansion had me waiting on edge.
Then the second issue of each of those tales came out and I felt used and slightly retarded. |
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