A review by ipacho
Eternos, N° 2: Crisis de identidad by Neil Gaiman

3.0

I was expecting too much from this book, perhaps. It’s old Kirby’s fascination with alien gods still waling the universe, and why neither we or them remember them. It seem that some ideas (like the final fate of Sprite) were taken from other works on which Gaiman has been part. The conclusion with the Celestial is an absolute momentum killer. However there is still in it some of the non-holds-barreled nostalgia of cosmic-type events and mistery. It’s not the best Gaiman, but it’s still Gaiman.