Comic buying capers

Today i picked up a Marvel/DC crossover comic from a second hand bookshop here in Wexford.  It features Superman and Spider-man teaming up to take on Dr Doom and The Parasite.  There’s also a smattering of the Incredible Hulk thrown in for good measure.

Anyway, as with most Marvel and DC comics of this era (1970s - 1980s) it’s painfully overwritten to the point of being almost impossible to read.  The characters explain what they’re doing in painfully intricate detail in a “look, I - the Amazing Spider-Man - am about to punch you hard in the face with my fist” stylee.

Also in keeping with other comics of the period, the writers (Jim Shooter and Marv Wolfman) are quite happy to pluck new powers out of thin air for the characters, if it provides a neat way to get them out of a tricky situation.

I give you exhbit A:

I mean really - Super-Ventriloquism?!  Did Earth’s yellow sun really interact with Clark’s Kryptonian DNA in a way which made him able to convincingly throw his voice?  What’s next?  Super-Jazz Hands?  Super-Knitting?

It’s stuff like this that gives comics a bad name …