When I first grabbed this at the library, I thought it was supposed to be serious. Then I read the back and authors, so I realized that it was actually intended to be humorous. Too bad it wasn’t. I just didn’t get that much out of the few jokes that were there and how we were hit over the head with them. I think the worst part was actually making Superman stupid – change his attitude, allegiances, and outlook, sure, but stupid? What’s with that?
Also, mixing in real DC analogues (Lois, Perry) was a mistake, as it only served to shift points from “funny joke” toward “serious book”, and this was neither.

A Superman comic co-written by the high priest of British comedy: John Cleese. It’s not your typical American Man of Steel. The gags of profuse bleeding and injury are straight from the Monty Python days. A continuious reference to Superman wishing his was a bicycle repair man is classic. Even the Rutles appear. It wasn’t the best Superman Elseworlds story ever written, but it was the most British and satiric. Pip-Pip!!!