By Dan Traeger

For a writer who learned at the hip of Grant Morrison, you’d think by now Mark Millar would know better than to half-ass out a plot and try passing it off as a fully developed story. But that’s the fun and ultimately frustrating thing about Millar. He’s inconsistent as fuck. Back in the day, Millar was either brain bleedingly bad (The Ultimates, The Unfunnies, Nemesis) or absolutely on point (Civil War, The Authority, Aztek) and it was a pretty rare occasion where you’d find him phoning it in. Lately, though, he still has the great (Kingsmen, MPH, Chrononauts) and his bad stuff has morphed into an all over the map series of meh. (War Heroes, Kick-Ass, Starlight, The Jupiter Cycle, Huck.)