Marvel’s Secret Wars is never going to end. Or so it seems. It’s up to nine issues, and the final one ain’t dropping until December. But that’s okay, cause I’m digging the fuck out of this event.
Months of hype have prevailed! You, me, and a bunch of other dickhead slime lord wonderful humans went and bought Secret Wars #1 on Wednesday. On our digital tablet companions. Making it the best selling single-day digital comic for Marvel, ever. And I enjoyed it! I had pretty much no idea what was going on, but it has roped me in enough to enjoy the ride. Hickman Philosophy (AW, YIS) and the gorgeous artwork doing their jobs.
I can’t be the only one looking at the poster for True Detective season two and thinking it sounds a lot of something that could come out of Jonathan Hickman’s mouth, can I? Like, some straight-up East of West shit. And you know. Given how much the Mind behind True Detective likes *cough* borrowing things and all.
Hit the jump to check it out.
Well, smarter people than me around here have been specuating for a while that this was going to happen. Marvel is merging together it’s typical (616) universe and its Ultimate universe. The Orgy of Continuity will take place at Battleworld, and like — all parts of Battleworld are in continuity. But like, yeah, I don’t get how this is going to work coming out of Secret Wars. Whatever Universe(s) are left standing after Battelworld will coalesce into what will be considered Continuity?
BECAUSE OF COURSE. It seems like every fucking event these days brings with it the final issues of major titles, only to relaunch them with some new adjective after the fact. Uncanny Forceful Nouveau Avengers, here we come. However, I suppose I got to rock the Serenity Prayer and simply accept it as part and parcel of the current Big Two Comic Climate.
More Johnny Hickman!? More Johnny Hickman that finds him reteaming with Ryan Bodenheim? You bet your bottom fucking dollar (what is a bottom dollar anyways?) that I’m putting this motherfucker down on my pull-list. Details and the full cover for the first issue after the jump.
Apparently (and probably, obviously) Marvel’s new Secret Wars comic event next year is going to similar to the original. Basically, different Universes smashing it the fuck out. I’m intrigued. But overwhelmed. I am so fucking behind on the Marvel Universe that I don’t really know what the fuck is going on. I read my Hawkguy and my Ms. Marvel, and then I peace the fuck out. A portion of it has to do with this very issue — the seemingly endless and convoluted Universes that the MU stretches across these days. If Secret Wars is going to (hopefully) clean up some of this continuity, I’m fucking for it. But in all honesty I was all for it when Hickman and Ribic were announced as the creative team.
Details and the trailer after the break.
Man, I feel old as fuck. I know that I’ve been waiting for the Hickman/Weaver collaboration, S.H.I.E.L.D., to finish up for a while now. But I had no idea that it had been four fucking years since the series started. A series which while seemingly dismissed should not be forgotten. The son of a bitch was a glorious, frothy philosophical circle-jerk that still managed to squeeze in a goddamn shit-ton of glorious action and artwork.
How do you get me to give a fuck about a Marvel event? Especially a seemingly refried edition of a previous event? You pop Jonathan “Big Daddy Philosophy Kane” Hickman and Esad “Everybody’s Mouths Are Open” Ribic on the fucker. Seriously, they’re two of my faves.