I used to read comics. A lot of comics. And toward the end of the ’90s, I stopped. I’ve started picking up some comics here and there–JLA/Avengers, Superman/Batman, various and sundry Hellboy stuff. And I saw Neil Gaiman’s miniseries for Marvel, 1602, picked up the first three issues, read them. Frankly, I’m left with anContinue reading “1602”