The originality of these stories resides in the ability of the writers to pull rabbits out of hats, to fly into an impossible situation via Deus Ex Machina airlines, and to rehash old episodes into disjointed story mosaics with abstract patterns unintelligible to ordinary humans. If there were metahumans in the real, as opposed to the comic book cosmos, they might understand the plot, or at least find it in the infinite number of parallel universes that the writers have grabbed off of pseudo scientists (read string theorists). Wait until they find out about the other seven dimensions they invented. Although the use of scientific knowledge used to be the staple of hard science fiction, the postmodern state of science is incapable of supplying any stiffening to this rubber story line.
Review of The Fury of Firestorm
