I know, I know. I promised this review something like two months ago. I sat down to write it, and it kind of got away from me. I thought, "Why do just a straight-up review? I could get that done in like three sentences (and I totally did). I should do something different." And I did. I re-read all X-Men comics from Messiah Complex forward (and even a few before then), and I took copious notes. Like 35 pages worth of notes. And then I started writing. And writing. And writing.
This "review" became a thirty-page pseudo-academic monstrosity that I'm sure no one will enjoy, all about my man-crush on Scott Summers. Yeah. Sorry.
Why did I start my blog with this thing (ignoring the previous two posts as introductory and space-holding)? I don't actually know. I don't plan on this blog being like this all the time, I promise (though this may happen again at some future point; I couldn't help it this time, I may not be able to help it next time either). I actually plan for this to be a lot fluffier. Look forward to reviews of the card game Android: Netrunner, the Sega Genesis video game Aladdin, and the movie Avengers, among others (why they all start with 'A,' I couldn't tell you), that aren't ridiculously long.
Without further ado: Avengers vs. X-Men Review (aka The Passion of the Scott)