I’m a great fan of Chris Bachalo’s art, I’m a great fan of ladies punching robots. So you’d think I’d be a great fan of this comic, but alas and alack, I can’t quite get there. I read the issue, and I was definitely entertained— it’s a quick read and a cute story. But something gnawed inside and kept me from believing this book to the fullest.
And then, sometime after the eighth time the spoiler panels cycled through my dash, I figured it out. This issue ran through basically every cliché of girly team-up!! Rogue and Natasha were both written as generic sassy ur-superwomen with accents slapped on.
Here, let me explain.