A review by thecommonswings
The Golden Age by Mark Buckingham, Neil Gaiman

3.0

I reread the previous volumes before reading this, and there’s a definite sense in the final volume that apart from the splashy nihilism of the Kid Miracleman plot, Moore has ideas that he can’t really articulate into interesting comics. It’s full of that annoying dense prose thing he falls into way, way too much in his more obtuse work and it’s pretty much a harbinger of what’s to come with Gaiman’s stint

Gaiman loves dense, opaque and baggy prose almost as much as Moore, so a lot of this is exhausting. Some of the non prose heavy stuff is all character based, which is interesting but ultimately pointless - it reads like those tribute comics where other artists and writers get to play with characters for a bit. The problem is we get a glimpse at Pete Milligan and Mike Allred/ Grant Morrison and Joe Quesada doing a couple of these in the third volume and they’re just more interesting than Gaiman trying to emulate Moore. It’s fine but a real damp fart to go out on until we hopefully see the Silver and Dark Age conclusions