The strangest thing happened the other day. I was reading the most recent issue of FINAL CRISIS, the epic mini-series currently coming out from DC Comics. As I read I felt my consciousness splinter, and part of me LEFT MY BODY. I’m not shitting you, it totally happened. I watched the other part of myself, apparently unaware of this transpiration, and a flood of varying emotions washed over me. Amazement, as my new reality began to sink in; a sort of pride as I watched me enjoying a truly well-done comic, and abject jealousy because now this part of me wouldn’t know how the issue finished. Damn.
 
SECRET INVASION, Marvel’s current competitive “epic” mini, never caused anything like this. Just another example of how FINAL CRISIS kicks the pants off all the other “events” out there. You might hear some Nancies complaining about how FC is too complex, and they don’t understand what’s going on… forget them. Who wants everything spoon-fed to ‘em in easily gummed hunks? How about trusting Grant Morrison, the best writer of mainstream comics (with zero competition, either), to complete this world-shattering twilight of the gods and give you everything you need to grock it by the time it’s done? I mean, sheesh—heaven forbid there’s an air of mystery or unknown to anything anymore. For my money, that beats dragging out one stinking moment over five issues all to hell. Yep, talking to you, Secret Invasion.

Buy FINAL CRISIS. It’s the event we want AND the one we need, our brains just haven’t quite caught up to it yet. There just aren’t better super hero comics out there right now.