You’ve got to think Fearless Defenders is doomed to twelve issues and buh-bye. Which would be a pity, as setting aside the oestrogen-rich novelty angle, it’s a decent thriller with a likable protagonist.
Next month, we go to the comic shop, and Marvel has one comic on the shelf. It’s by Ty Templeton. It’s called Marvel Universe Ultimate Spider-Man. Next to it is Superman Family Adventures by Art Baltazar, published by DC. And we all lived happily ever after.
The comic reader’s sense of entitlement makes me laugh. If you want to read something that congratulates you for buying another thing that rewards Marvel for their treatment of comic creators, you’re in the wrong place, True Believer.
Any series that only covers the last thirty years can’t really claim to be ‘the best of Marvel’. But this isn’t a bad way to acquire handsomely-bound versions of these stories at reasonable prices.
The presence of these two superb artists is enough to persuade me to pick up this extra issue of Marvel’s most frustrating super-team. Frustrating? I reckon that’s a fair way to describe a group containing some of Marvel’s most powerful, experienced and charismatic characters, which never hits the heights it should.
I’ve spent a good few years being quite cynical about Marvel’s ambitious plans for their superhero franchise in the cinema. Even if they did get made, they wouldn’t be any good. What is very pleasing about Captain America: The First Avenger is that none of these fears are realised.
I am a huge admirer of Brubaker, and he’s done a lot of his best work with Cap, so I had high hopes for this, but I am slightly deflated after reading it. It does a great job of introducing the essentials of the character, thankfully eschewing a millionth showing of the origin, but flashing back to WWII, showing him with the Avengers, bringing in Nick Fury, Dum Dum Dugan and Sharon Carter, giving him some action as Steve Rogers and finally as Cap.