A few weeks back, Rick Klaw asked me if I would like to write about great comics that have not been collected for the modern age. As a break from my crushing deadline, I wrote a few notes about the Marvel Super-hero satire series Not Brand Echh which featured Marvel’s best and brightest making light of their own creations. I hated it at the time, because I was infatuated with superheroes. Times changed.
In the note, I sound a little angrier than I usually am. The irritation (if any is there) is aimed at the pervasive darkness of the genre and the over-used tropes not at the super-hero per se.