This comic book confirmed all the worst stereotypes of the genre. Absolutely freakin' terrible.
Just as the mind-numbing boredom that Monopoly inspires gives all board games a bad name, The Death of Superman does the same to graphic novels.
If only Superman had stayed dead (or, at the very least, Dan Jurgens was never allowed to write a goddamn thing again.)
I'm so glad I didn't pay for this (I read it at the Richmond Public Library on my lunch break.)
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