Mark Millar Delivers A Unique Banger That Takes Us Beyond The Grave In Reborn #1

Writer: Mark Millar / Artist: Greg Capullo / Image Comics How does he do it, folks? Take a comic book filled with powerful superheroes, dastardly villains, revolting creatures and intrigue beyond your wildest dreams, yet give it such a personable feel. Make it so tangible. Force you to imagine that you could theoretically be a part of this vast world he has created. For that Mark Millar, I thank you. Reborn debuted back in October 2016, so it’s full steam ahead on these catch-up reviews. If you ain’t about that spoiler life, go cop the book then peep the review once you’ve read it. The rest of you know what it is. [title type=”h4″]**Spoilers**[/title] Now, let’s get down to business. Reborn starts off with a trip down D.C. sniper memory lane. It’s 2002 in Minneapolis and someone’s on a roof bucking off shots with the light pole barrel. The chopper stupid long wit a scope, so he’s delivering more fades than a Dominican barber on a Saturday in July. It’s here, amid the chaos and carnage, that I realize I’m about to witness some visually stunning, awe-inspiring panels all throughout Reborn’s run. The detail and pencil work on that ‘My dad owns a fortune 500 company’ Ken doll dude getting his dome obliterated while sipping on his macchiato with skim milk! I’m no ballistics expert, but I know on-point bullet entry and exit depiction in that image was astounding. This opening finished with the sniper taking out an old man, who then falls to the ground. Which brings us to the next c…