Monday, August 15, 2005


Ian and I are both prone to going off about the genius of Marvel's 70's material without any warning whatsoever to passersby. There's a certain combination of insanity, Roy-Thomas-fueled devotion to continuity, and hackery that makes works like Steve Englehart's Avengers a meta-experience for me. It's the final part of Savage Steve's Celestial Madonna saga that kicks off the latest Avengers reprint volume dedicated to the synthezoid love machine and his reality-altering main squeeze, Vision And The Scarlet Witch.

Sadly, it's about the only decent thing in this trade and it's underserved greatly by the truncation of the original story in order to make sure that we get to see The Vision toss aside the hot passions that Mantis seems to be offering up in order to settle down with The Scarlet Witch. Any comic that manages to work in Libra, Kang, Moondragon, The Titanic Three, Dormammu, The Space Phantom, before the final scene featuring with Immortus (who, you may well know, is even more future Kang) presiding over a dual marriage between Mantis and Swordsman as well as our titular pair deserves special accolades from the masses. Sounds fun, doesn't it? However, thanks to the wholly unremarkable pairing of Bill Mantlo and Rick Leonardi on the rest of this book, you'd be much better served finding the out-of-print Celestial Madonna trade paperback that reprints that entire saga and choosing to ignore the lifeless, by-the-numbers work of the 1982 miniseries featuring Wanda and The Vision setting up house, dealing with Nuklo, and having Magneto show up announcing his fatherhood to Quicksilver and The Scarlet Witch in the worst reveal I've seen in a comic. Here's a hint to comics editors: do not spoil your big important moment on the cover and then expect a reader to fret over the identity of The Mysterious White Pilgrim that wastes the first quarter of the story hanging out with Bova, especially if it's Monday morning and he's still recharging his caffeine banks.

Written on the Palm at Diesel, finished at 8:21, he said, trying to not sound like Warren Ellis.