Stormwatch

Reading the first three issues Stormwatch has been like a return to my childhood. All the ridiculously bad art, the plots that make no sense, the introduction of characters and vendettas at completely random random intervals without any development, the way the writers just jump around the timeline of the plot and then make up by telling us what happened in the 48 hour jump-- it's suddenly the mid nineties again, and grammar school is being cruel and unusual to me.

Honestly, this suck must have improved- I can't imagine why anyone but comatose teenage boys being able to stand this art for more than twenty-minute intervals. The constant GRITTING OF TEETH for DRAMATIC EFFECT is seriously going cause these characters some dental trouble down the line. I hope that's covered in their sooper-sekrit superhero club medical package (along with chiropractors for the women to fix that unfortunate inability to stand upright without a mark arch to their poor spines.)

A note on Tags

I have not really used tags that much, though I love it when other people use them- they serve as one of those lovely organizing forces in the universe.

So, in light of that, I'm actually going to posting much of my journal under the next year under the tag "vienna", so that later I can go back and find it easily without having to hunt and peck. This tag will be applied to all posts made while traveling abroad as well, since this is really more about my year abroad than a reflection on Vienna itself.