Urbane; Also, Sorceror Supreme
Urbane; Also, Sorceror Supreme
Jun 15Chris’ post about the Cabal of Convenience…excuse me, the ILLUMINATI and their impending smack-down by the Hulk really harshed my morning buzz.
You see, last night, I started reading Doctor Strange: The Oath, the recent miniseries by Brian K. Vaughan and Marcos Martin, in which the good doctor receives a well-deserved character tidying–not a revamp or reboot or anything so drastic, just a repositioning of sorts.
And man, is it great. Imagine David Niven with Peter O’Toole’s attitude and the ability to cast whacked-out spells that open portals between dimensions and shit.
Yeah, he really is that cool. It’s like, finally, someone picked up this kicked-around secondary figure from Marvel’s Silver Age and given him exactly the perfect spin. Even Strange’s supporting cast gets a goose, with the addition of Night Nurse as a cross between Scully and Nora Charles. It’s one of those stories where you’d like to sit down afterward and have a good meal with the lead characters; they’re that entertaining and well-written.
Then I think about how this Dr. Strange has nothing to do–absolutely fucking nothing–with the Strange who now occupies a fairly prominent supporting role in the modern Marvel Universe, and it just makes me sad.
Buzz officially harshed. Thanks a lot, Chris.
I know!
And I’m sorry, Matt. I do however think that out of all of them, Strange has stayed closer to what he’s meant to be. He’s still fighting against registration and he’s the one that’s playing responsible adult.