I have no idea why, but I find myself gripped with the urge to find a terrible comic book and critically rip it to pieces. Maybe I’ve been too focused on formally reviewing books I like, and my hate muscles are crying out as they approach atrophy.
I realize that I really couldn’t fairly review a terrible comic in this state. First, it would require me to consciously seek out a comic I suspect of being terrible. (While I end up reading a lot of terrible comics, I can honestly say that I’m optimist enough to hope that they won’t be.) The thing that really makes a comic terrible, beyond the actual quality, is that it contradicts my expectations.
Beyond the fairness issue, there’s the expense. As much money as I throw at comics I hope will be good, I can’t quite bring myself to buy something like X-Force.
Maybe I’ll just go through the long boxes in the basement, find something that offended me to my core when I first read it, write it up, and get it out of my system.