In about the last ten days, I've made a big dent in my to-read stack, getting through something like 120 individual comics and a couple of trade paperbacks.
In a sad commentary on something, I have almost nothing to say about any of them.
Well, OK, I do have a couple of quick notes, like "Truth, Justin, and the American Way isn't nearly as good or funny as its creators think it is," and "I don't know who told Joey Cavalieri he could write, but in five issues of the Flash, he hasn't written a panel I could make myself finish reading. You couldn't ask for a better writer to death-march the book to its hiatus/1YL relaunch."
But you can tell that's practically pro-forma curmudging.
I did read a half-year's worth of Legion of Super-Heroes, and I am neither ranting nor raving about it. It's closer to the Levitz Legion than anything else in seventeen years, but it's got some weird preoccupations, and Waid seems incapable of saying the names of his villains on panel. Supergirl's addition offers the chance to do some interesting things, I think.
But I will make the following statement: I hope that Brainy succeeds in reviving Dream Girl, because a universe with Dream Girl in it is better than one without, and the Legion is about nothing if it is not about making a better universe.
Recaro is obviously a supervillain mowned company. Look at the name It ends in an "o".
Somebody actually gave Cavalieri a writing job? I thought the advantage of the almost death of comics was that could no longer happen?