You know, if I keep basing Pop! Goes the Icon posts on ideas culled from Sean Kleefeld’s blog, I might have to start paying him royalties (but given 25% of zero is still zero, I’m not too worried). However, in his post today about the diverging perceptions of comic books and comic strips, Kleefeld theorized this nugget:
Indeed, that may well be a lot of what’s happening as many of the comic fans I’ve seen complain about the current state of superhero books are ones who are passing into their 30s now, and starting to age beyond what marvel and DC want as their readership.
Interesting, huh? Immediately, that begged the question for me: Are modern comics truly sucktastic compared to the ones I grew up with, or am I just too old to “get it?” Are my yearnings for continuity and single versions of characters and long, continuing series all just the early stages of me shouting at my (non-existent) grandkids, “Back in my day, I walked to school 12 miles … uphill … in the snow … barefoot … carrying an ox …”?
I try to keep up on today’s comic marketplace with the help of excellent websites such as Comic Book Resources and Pulp Secret, but I can’t seem to find any titles really worth venturing down to my local comic shop each Wednesday. The “Messiah Complex” arc in the X-books looks interesting enough, and I’m still waiting on the conclusion of “One More Day” in Amazing Spider-Man (as discussed here), but otherwise, finding a good “jumping back in” point has been … tough.
I guess I’ll put it out there for you other thirtysomething comic book collectors/fans/whatever: Do the newer comics do the same for you as the ones from your childhood? And do you think your differing opinion is because the industry has declined or you’ve just gotten too old?