Even in the finale, this book sticks true to it’s formula. For about the sixth month in a row, we open with whatever cliffhanger ended the last issue being solved almost immediately. From there, we go on to about 18 pages of people we don’t know, but feel like we should, standing around talking to Superman. Then, out of nowhere, the last page splash page of an alien attacking.

This maxi started off by making me think that maybe Superman isn’t so boring afterall. One year later, I know that yes, he is really that boring.