Garth Ennis and Darick Robertson, 2012
And so it ends. With a bang and an explosion and an almighty clusterfuck and a coda that feels almost entirely unnecessary.
Dunno what to make of this, looking back across it all. Excessive excess, perhaps. Clearly that’s a contradiction in terms but there you go. Guilty, deeply problematic fun while it lasted, but I’m clearly ready to move on. The Homelander’s outgoing quote was a thing of beauty to behold though, it must be said.