Ah, Mr. Liss. This issue is strike 2 for you, sir (see my review of Mystery Men #5 for strike the first). Fortunately, I didn’t have any other David Liss penned books this week, so a third and final strike won’t be forthcoming. I first picked this title up, on a lark, back with issue #521, because it was a light week and I was looking for something else to take home and hopefully enjoy. I had put off buying this book when it first reared its head as Black Panther and not Daredevil, because I’m not a fan of gimmicks, and changing the main character of your book but keeping the original numbering certainly qualified as a very Marvel stunt to pull. But the Francesco Francavilla art roped me in, and I feel it was worth it. So what makes this issue a sourse of UNhappiness for yours truly? Is it not the same creative team? Is it not the same premise? Didn’t they win me over already? Well, yeah. And that’s why it’s dissapointing. The issue felt rushed, not just story-wise, but in the art department as well. Some of those Francavilla action shots were stiff, with no real dynamism to the action. All the plot points just sort of fell into place, and the foreshadowing in the end left me cold. Will a pick up #523.1, Black Panther, the Most Violent Guy on the Earth (or whatever they’re calling it)? Yeah. But if push comes to shove, I don’t think I’ll have a problem dropping the book if this kind of output is what I have to look forward to. Here’s hoping that doesn’t happen.