"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Wolverine #217

Evoluzione #2 – Déjà vu (Evolution #2 – Déjà vu, da Wolverine #51 dell’aprile 2007). Che cosa si può raccontare su una storia di cui stai guardando solo le figure? Che mi sono piaciuti i coniglietti? No, lasciamo perdere…

Evoluzione #3 – Sangue nel Vento (Evolution #3 – Blood in the Wind, da Wolverine #52 del maggio 2007). Sapevo che il mio proposito di non leggerlo non sarebbe durato. Mettendo Tempesta mi ha fregato. E infatti eccomi qui, pentita. Nonostante io abbia capito meno della metà di quello che è successo, nutro per quella metà almeno il doppio del ribrezzo, quindi penso che, Tempesta o non Tempesta, tornerò a guardare i disegni.

Gli ultimi giorni di Camelot #1 (The Last Days of Camelot #1, da  New Excalibur #10 dell’ottobre 2006). Storia piacevole ma niente di che, anche se la questione dell’antica illustrazione sulla pergamena mi ha ricordato con piacere gli X-treme X-men di Claremont ed i diari di Destiny. Si preannuncia come un divertissment, ma non sembra male. Non so ancora se sarà sufficiente a indurmi a continuare a comprare Wolverine, però. Anche perché, come noterete e per parafrasare lo zio Ben, da fumetti orribili derivano orribili recensioni.

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Beauty and Ugliness: an exhibition

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  • impbianco
    Posted at 23:03h, 31 January Reply

    …..Loeb lo commenterò solo alla fine… :P Comunque…che ne pensi dell’intervista che ho fatto a LucaS?? :D Ti è piaciuta?

    X-Bye

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