Category: 52 / countdown / trinity

Countdown to Final Crisis: Twenty-Five

Well, color me slightly impressed. For the second week in a row, it seems as if this series finally has a sense of direction and knows what it’s doing with itself. Is that direction headed in a way that will eventually pay off into an interesting series? I don’t know. I suppose I’ll give you…



Countdown to Final Crisis: Twenty-Six

WARNING: What you are about to read is a semi-positive review of an issue of Countdown. This week, we finally get some explanation of this series. The explanation is nice, but, at the same time, the explanation is kind of a cop-out. We’ll get to that. The bulk of the issue features the Monitor that…



Countdown: Twenty-Seven

Holy heel-turn, Batman! I mean, Great Caesar’s Ghost, are you telling me something interesting and unexpected actually happened within the pages of Countdown? Are you telling me that a character did something really cool and totally…oh, wait, no, they spoiled it on the front cover, and the entire incident was out of character and completely…



Countdown: Thirty through Twenty-Eight

To the untrained eye, it would seem as if I haven’t been keeping up with Countdown lately, either through lack of interest or laziness. But, to the eye that has brains, it would be obvious that Doom DeLuise always has a plan and never loses sight of the bigger picture. Since Countdown has been so…



Countdown: Thirty-One

I’m at a loss as to how this series can tread more water, mark more time, and accomplish so little. This is supposed to be a story about superheroes battling supervillains and unseen forces, yet the only long-term threat they’ve established is that Monarch is gathering some sort of army to fight the Monitors, who,…



Countdown: Thirty-Two

Countdown sucks, right? Ok, that’s out of the way. There’s a moment in this issue that really annoyed the hell out of me, so I’d like to take a minute to talk about it before we actually get into the down-and-dirty of what “happens” through the rest of this little rag. Here’s what it is:…



Countdown Presents the Search for Ray Palmer: Wildstorm

If you’re still buying Countdown, I’d be willing to bet you’re either a) a masochist, b) a fan of watching slow motion car crash videos, c) illiterate, or d) highly delusional of the comic’s worth. It has none. However, if you still are buying Countdown, my guess is that you’re not enjoying it enough to…



Countdown: Thirty-Three

Welcome back, everybody. Just twelve hours later, sporting one wicked hangover, I’m back and ready to talk about this week’s issue of Countdown, which, for those of you keeping track, is the Countdown equivalent to “52’s” Week Nineteen, the week that Skeets made his full-fledged heel-turn and everything started going crazy. Has Countdown reached the…



Countdown: Thirty-Four

Hello, boys and girls. Are you ready for this week’s issue of the dreadfully awful series “Countdown?” Let’s hope so, because this is the fucking review of it. Let’s begin at the beginning. To start, Piper and Trickster are strung upside down by the side of a building, for Batman to find, by Poison Ivy…



Countdown: Thirty-Five

If you’re anything like I was last week, you were unable to recognize obscure forearms. You needn’t worry, though, because, this week, we see the exact big-bad guy that was threatening the Palmerverse perusers last week, and, lo-and-behold, it wasn’t a guy, afterall. It was some big-bad woman, yet she doesn’t seem threatening in the…