To very loosely paraphrase Dickens,
"It was the worst of times, it was the worst of times."
I can only be referring to the dreary years of Superman comics under the dreadful "leadership" of editor Eddie Berganza. I could devote an entire week's worth of blog space to the failures and frustrations of the incoherent Berganza years, but that way lies madness!
Instead, I'll pick out a tiny island in a sea of incompetency for you to consider: The cover of Superman (vol. 2) #188 (2003). However, before subjecting your eyes to such blinding unprofessionalism, keep in mind that Superman is supposed to be the flagship character of DC Comics....so nothing but the very best for Superman, right?
Multiple Choice Quiz:
What's the most visually offensive element of this cover?
A) The awkward, zig-zaggy body position of a square-jawed, vaguely Asian woman I presume to be Lois Lane?
B) The improbably cheerful expression on said woman's face, despite being dragged butt-first through a brick wall?
C) The utterly incompetent and unconvincing foreshortening of Superman's giant fist and forearm? Is that forearm musculature or a bag of snakes padded with potatoes?
D) Superman's knobby, protruding chin gene-spliced
from either Popeye or the Madam puppet?
E) The sloppily Photoshopped "heat vision" effect (or is that the Flash zipping by at super-speed)?
F) The vast dead spaces of yellow? What...he couldn't put a few more falling rocks in there?
G) Okay, how about if we just say All of the Above and call it a day?
Seriously, have you ever seen anything this unprofessional on a mainstream comic book cover? Why was an illustration that was little more than a convention sketch (and a bad one at that) allowed to make it onto a cover? Oh, but wait....under the hapless supervision of editor Eddie Berganza, ANYTHING was possible!
(In an endlessly irritating, non-positive kind of way, that is)