The 70’s have a reputation for being a lean time for great comic book story telling- but I must disagree- and this book is proof of that.
The art of Kirby just keeps getting better, Stan Lee’s stories get better (and less sappy), and what’s more- the rotating membership of the FF actually works. And had I read this before the Civil War tear up of the Baxter Building’s favorite residents, I might not have been calling so much for Joe Quesada’s head.
Worth Consuming!