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Marcos Martin (lately of Doctor Strange: The Oath and that Batgirl year-one story from eons ago) is actually a pretty decent adventure artist, and I think he's more going for a weird Ditko pastiche or homage -- but then, maybe everybody looks a bit weird in the comic in question, but that doesn't rile me up, they just look a bit cartoony (which I tend to like). Why am I reading a Spider-Man comic? I couldn't really tell you, but it wasn't as bad as I was expecting and introduced an interesting villain who will probably be forgotten after this story. Either way, Martin isn't a bad artist, even if that particular page is lacking something.
Actually, I think it has to do with that weird mandate to include a woman's breasts and butt in the same shot, regardless of anatomical impediments.
But, seriously, did we need a Spider-Man in his late twenties who still lives with his aunt? Probably not. Pete's development actually made him moderately interesting, I suppose, and having watched Spider-Man 2 this evening, on a whim, I realized that the screenwriters actually managed to get something about him that Editorial doesn't-- basically, Peter's a schmuck without Mary-Jane, and that is infinitely more boring if drawn out for too long (like, for example, the first hour of a movie), rather than having him grow beyond his schmuckhood by having no one around to appreciate the reasons that force him to be a schmuck and, you know, treat him like a person.
Basically, I'm intrigued enough to pick up the Slott-written stuff with Martin pencilling, sure. Unless it completely sucks. Even if they've upgraded Betty Brant into being Lois Lane, have really overdone the alliterative names, and considering Aunt May's alive again I don't even think I've seen her in the bits I've read...it's fun, if a little brainless. |
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