Superhero noir
About once a month, a package of comic books arrives in my mailbox from my father. We’ve been reading comics together ever since The Death of Superman, the media-hyped story from 1992 in which the iconic hero perished in an all-out battle against the monster Doomsday. (He got better.) The comic sold more than 6 million copies, one of them to us. That event ignited a love of comics in 10-year-olds like me and reintroduced it to adults like my father, who hadn’t purchased a superhero comic since his own teenage years. Our local comic shop reaps the rewards to this day.
Source: washingtonexaminer.com
