Superman v. The Quik Bunny
From Gone and Forgotten:
In lieu of the other prominent 1980's food-mascot-teaming-with-super-hero comic I'd WANTED to review “ that being Frank Millers Kool-Aid Noir "The Dark Knight Returns, OH YEAH!" I bring you instead what I think can only be accurately described as "a depressing newsprint abortion," Superman Meets The Quik Bunny.
It must be said, before we go on, this kind of thing offends me - and I'm not easy to offend, when it comes to comics. I sat through Hal Jordan going from essential icon of the DC Universe to crazy nutball in the world's ugliest metal tuxedo to a dead guy to a dead guy in footed pajamas, and all the time I just chuckled like Fred MacMurray and thought "Boy, are they going to have to eat a lot of shit to bring this guy back to the status quo in ten years."
I sat through Jim Starlin's THE END, this Summer's event of choice for Marvel Comics, in which EVERY SUPER HERO IN THE MARVEL UNIVERSE DIES AT LEAST THREE TIMES! And I just laughed. A lot. I mean a really whole lot.
The rest of this wonderful review is here: