Stephen Strange is no longer the Sorcerer Supreme because a giant floating tiger’s head told him so. Makes sense to me - and I’m completely brain dead! Then who’s the new big magic cheese? Loki, who just happened to be hanging around the giant floating tiger’s head when the arbitrary decision was made (a colossal HINT as to how this farce plays out). So Stephen becomes a vet… no, this is not a comedy.
Marvel these days is basically the state of California: a gargantuan out-of-control fire that nobody knows what to do with. Case in point: this piece of crap. To be totally fair to Donny Cates, Doctor Strange is not a great solo character to begin with and, aside from Jason Aaron’s first one, I don’t think there are any good Doctor Strange books.
Still, I was gobsmacked as to how ludicrously stupid and pointless God of Magic turned out to be. First off, who the fuck is this giant tiger’s head to tell Stephen what he can and can’t be? And how easily Stephen walked away from the mantle of Sorcerer Supreme without questioning it - which he REALLY needed to have done (but then there wouldn’t be a story)! And how easily Loki was offered and accepted it! Contrivance, thy name is Donny Cates.
There’s so much awfulness here. I didn’t care about the forced romance subplot with Zelma, the dog dying was so manipulative, and Marvel’s garbage Superman, The Sentry, puts in an appearance too.
The absolute nadir of shite though was the ending where you can literally see Cates trying to give some kind of meaning to the preceding crapfest - and completely failing. It’s basically one big shrug and is one of the worst pieces of writing I’ve seen in a Marvel comic for some time. Not that any of it was entertaining anyway but the ending really underlined just how worthless this book is.
Doctor Strange, Volume 1: God of Magic is horrendously boring, useless bullshit, aka Donny Cates’ speciality!
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