The earth failed to open up and swallow the creators of Kick Ass issue 3 for sins against common decency, filth and general beastliness.
So what happened next?
The plot came together. It started to make sense. It stopped being, well, violent for the sake of violence.
Kick Ass is a twit - we knew it, he knew it but now the story has put his vigilante skills firmly in the Beezer Homes league with the introduction of Hit Girl
and Big Daddy
who are The Dark Knight and Carrie made flesh, so to speak. If the Dark Knight and Carrie chopped baddies to peices with Lone Wolfs dotanuki that is.
Dave Kick Ass is neatly slotted into a new world of costumed wannabes as his life goes back to normal and a thousand shells of hurt are loaded up by the king of the Gangsters and aimed at the Dismembering Duo. And it wouldn't be a Mark Millar comic if it didn't have a shameless (even if quite relevant and well made) plug for another of his titles.
John Romita Jr as an artist carries the authority of having drawn everything Marvel for over 20 years better than almost anyone. This doesn't lessen the impact of explosive decompression eyeball ping pong though.
P.S. This story is being made into a film which will have Nicolas Cage with a porn star moustache as Big Daddy. This alone could drown the world in awesomeness.
