Another adventure into "Why the Hell do I even bother?" land.
To be fair, it's better than FrankenCastle. As I didn't care for FrankenCastle, that ain't sayin' much.
10 different covers will guarantee that this is a big seller, because of idiots like my friend who have to buy every cover they can get their hands on.
What can I say about the art? Nothing good. Having each creator draw their own creation -- or apparently, in one case, Photo-shop their old art into this book -- hurts the artistic cohesiveness of the story. That some of these artists haven't improved on their drawing of anatomy in the last 15 years just shows you how lazy being a millionaire can make you.
What can I say about the story? Not much. Everybody knows that Image superhero comics don't have any story unless Alan Moore is writing them. (Well, okay, I'll give Erik Larsen some props for getting out 150+ issues Savage Dragon, but his writing isn't groundbreaking by any means.) And then on the last page there is a Spawn Black Lantern. WTF?
The only plus I saw for this comic was that the covers were printed without gloss, which really made them stand out on the shelf.
When Image started, I bought each of the first issues. I still have them. And I don't think I have read any of them other than Spawn. I've just never been interested in comics from whiny creators who complained about their working situations with other publishers, situations that made them millionaires. Oh Boo Hoo! What terrible working conditions. I haven't even made a million in my entire life. M*****F*****s.
I give it a 6, and wonder how I can get back the 3 minutes, 18 seconds of my life that I spent on this.
I was perfectly content before I was born.