My name is Billy. I'm a big fag and a recovering Mormon. I enjoy comic books, punk rock, whiskey and watching movies with no plot.
Notice how all Superboy’s fellow students pass out from shock and horror when they see the hideous proportions of his school clothes?
How unfortunate that Jeff Lemire’s foray into pop-superhero comics is tarnished by art and design like this.
Oh, no. This is practically devastating. It’s always hard for me to look past the seriously crazy outfits teenagers wear in mainstream comic books. Superboy #1 is a glaring example.
Whoever this ‘Lori’ girl is, Connor is right for blowing her off. I mean, come on. She looks CRAZY in that neon negligee with her matching slippers. This is Kansas. For the love of god, just get some gingham. I beg you.
from Superboy #1, drawn by Pier Gallo
I was just looking at the preview of Superboy #1, which only holds my interest because of Jeff Lemire. I had never really thought about it before, but his basic origin is a gay dream come true. As Superboy explains in the preview:
I’m just the byproduct of splicing Superman and Lex Luthor’s DNA.
Maaan, I wish! Can you imagine two dudes or two ladies splicing their genes together, sans the opposite sex (ew), to create dream-babies?
Come on, science. Please catch up to Superboy.
