Exiles #7 Review

Writer: Saladin Ahmed // Artists: Rod Reis & Lee Ferguson // Marvel Comics What I Didn’t Miss Alright, so first I’m just going to start off with this Kleenex ad. I won’t say Exiles #7 made me more emotional than I thought I would be. I also will not say that Saladin Ahmed done got me f*cked up. It was hard to not be tuned in the whole time. As a reader who doesn’t have previous knowledge of “back in the day” comics, at first the series was kind of hard to follow. There were a lot of jokes I missed, and would need to do a wiki search just to figure out what the joke might have been. On one hand this pays homage to those who were frequent readers from way back when. On the other hand I was like, nah. All I know is that I see “The Thing” as a pirate and T’Challa as a cowboy and I ain’t even mad. Confused? Yes. Awkwardly satisfied? Yes. Wondering how this even happened and hope they make some future reference to the origin comic of said character burst? Yes.

  Holy Matrimony Of course, like usual I’m a sucker for religious references. There are so many layers to loss versus religion I could never deal with it. Exiles #7 focuses on loss. What are we losing? What may seem to be low-stake losses could become more important down the line. In a weird way, this comic taught me to be more conscious of my Ls so as to better understand the lessons. What’s the point of taking an L and not learning from it when your W’s refuse to come as frequently? Saladin taught me that loss is…