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I was predisposed not to like this. It’s the sort of thing I don’t like, with the sort of characters that don’t mean anything to me and in the context of a publishing line run by people whose sensibilities couldn’t be farther removed from my own. I shouldn’t have liked Final Crisis. It very much was going to be not my kind of comic. But here we are, and it is. I thought the first issue was pretty good, and each subsequent one kept getting better. And now here’s a 34-page penultimate chapter that’s nothing but pay-off, one after the next, delivered with breathtaking care and precision, bursting at the seams with creative zip, and so rhythmic in the way it still manages to get in all the character beats, all the human moments, all the larger and the smaller puzzle pieces tying into the big, overarching theme of it all that you can dance to it. It’s the best superhero blockbuster comic I’ve ever read. It’s beautiful and intelligent and defiant, it’s got more heart and soul and brains than all the other ones put together, and it’s got the bells, whistles and fireballs, too. (via comiks debris: Final Crisis #6 (of 7))

I was predisposed not to like this. It’s the sort of thing I don’t like, with the sort of characters that don’t mean anything to me and in the context of a publishing line run by people whose sensibilities couldn’t be farther removed from my own. I shouldn’t have liked Final Crisis. It very much was going to be not my kind of comic.

But here we are, and it is. I thought the first issue was pretty good, and each subsequent one kept getting better. And now here’s a 34-page penultimate chapter that’s nothing but pay-off, one after the next, delivered with breathtaking care and precision, bursting at the seams with creative zip, and so rhythmic in the way it still manages to get in all the character beats, all the human moments, all the larger and the smaller puzzle pieces tying into the big, overarching theme of it all that you can dance to it. It’s the best superhero blockbuster comic I’ve ever read. It’s beautiful and intelligent and defiant, it’s got more heart and soul and brains than all the other ones put together, and it’s got the bells, whistles and fireballs, too. (via comiks debris: Final Crisis #6 (of 7))