For my money, this was the best series around to represent the aimlessness of our generation when it first came out in 1991. There were a lot of people trying to do what he was doing, but nobody was doing it as well or as honestly as he was. I haven’t read this series in years (as he’s since gone on to doing mostly mediocre stuff for Vertigo but, to be honest, I haven’t read more than a fraction of it so I shouldn’t talk too much shit), so I’m not going to comment on it now other than to say that it was one of my favorites back in the day.
NOTE (4/23/10) I’m leaving this as it was written because of how ridiculous it looks now. Back then Ed was just a guy struggling to make the transition from independent/sort of autobio stuff to the mainstream. Since then, of course, he’s killed off Captain America (and, as far as I know, brought him back) and become a well-known and successful writer of mainstream comics. Good on him!
