The Hood...doesn't suck

I love it when a (relatively) new character works. It's rare, like when you see a pileated woodpecker eating regular birdseed. Thank the comic gods Marvel let this supervillain eat the regular birdseed.

Readers, reach back into spacetime (2002) and check out the origin story of Parker Robbins. Brian K Vaughan (in my opinion the most consistently entertaining writer in comics today) sort of turned the Spiderman/Daredevil thing on its head and explored what happens when an asshole powers up. Despite Dormammu being involved, which usually predetermines a certain amount of suckiness, the Hood Vol 1-6 allowed for a more classical and deeper story.

Here's a guy who wants an easy way out, and here's a demon inhabiting him through a cloak -with all the Faustian twists and turns you can eat. Oh, and he's a gangster in Brooklyn. And his wife's pregnant. Powers: boots that allow him to fly, and invisibility so long as he holds his breath.

He's gotten a lot more powerful since Bendis got his hands on him. But back in the good ole days, he was just as down on his luck as Spidey, just on the other side of things.

They've just re-released the collection in hardbound, and you'd be an idiot not to add it to the library.