I have a confession to make; I used to be a Marvel fangirl. In my youth, I eagerly snapped up any media that had a Marvel character in it. The early 90s X-Men cartoon? I watched it from the first episode. And I was down with Spider-man and Iron Man and The Fantastic Four. I looked down my nose at DC, thinking them "old-fashioned" and boring. Marvel was edgy and dark and cool and there was no way in hell I'd ever buy a DC comic (well... apart from Batman but Batman is always hardcore).
That being said, I have another confession to make: I've switched sides. Yes, I have broken up with Marvel. But why? What went so wrong that I would turn my back on the company that filled my childhood with so much joy? Really, it's a lot of little things that have piled up.
First, Joe Quesada. Full stop. The man rubs me the wrong way on so many levels. You need only read the man's own words to figure out why he pisses me off and I'm certainly not going to give my hard earned cash to a guy who's going to treat me and others like me with hostility. I'm not even going to get into certain editorial decisions of his.
Second, (and really, this is the real crux of the matter) there just aren't any stories coming out from Marvel these days that interests me. I'm not interested in massively pointless crossovers or another comic with Wolverine. I go to the comic book stores and I look at the issues on the stands and nothing Marvel is putting out grabs me. God knows I want to be interested but all I can muster is ambivalence.
Maybe, it's not the companies that changed; maybe it's me. Maybe our paths just no longer follow the same track. I'm older and my tastes have changed and as much as I want to be angry about it, I'm just sad. I guess breaking up really is hard to do.
-Monchhichi
I am a MAN! *punch*
P.S. If you really want me back Marvel, give Doctor Strange a solo book (or at least a mini-series). ;) Think about it.
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