Neither SquareEnix nor Marvel knows what 'Final' means |
These pictures here actually resonate with me. This is actual humanity from Spider-Man. This is truly what makes him iconic when he sheds the stupid.
Sorry Spidey, but you still have a long way to go still.
And yes, he makes it. Slowly, finally, and triumphantly, he makes it. For the first time in reading through these, I feel like cheering him on.
Yay! |
But all is not perfect. His leg is injured. Wow, consequences. Haven't seen those for a while.
And then the ceiling of the underwater lair collapses.
Spider-Man barely manages to get some air before the flunkies try to pull him back under. Why were you guys just standing there while he was struggling and monologuing? Was that too cool for you to interrupt?
I guess those guys drowned.
But villains by flunkies in bulk.
Bring it on! |
And they do.
And so, after two pages of fighting:
Spider-Man manages to get the McGuffin serum to Dr. Conners finally. For some reason, Spider-Man tests the cure on himself.
Spider-Man shows up with the cure and says it's for May Parker. Shouldn't Dr. Conners be calling to say he has it thanks to an anonymous donor? It's pretty obvious there's some connection between you two doing it this way.
Hey! It's Concrete. Haven't seen him in a while. |
I thought he was a cop.
Anyway, while May is recovering, Spider-Man goes back to what's left of the hideout to take pictures.
I think Foswell just fused with Jameson to create something unholy |
He leads Foswell to the hideout after having already called the police. And then he takes more pictures. As Spider-Man.
I think the only way no one knows his secret identity is because there's lead in New York water.
Get back to work, Concrete |
Oh look, he did. |
Uh, Spidey, does anyone actually know who these guys are? |
Thanks, Dr. Concrete! |
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