Legion of 3 Worlds
In this issue: Doctor Ten heads for America, but will he have his TARDIS? Doctor Horrible heads for the hills, but is it really Doogie Howser? Doctor Regulus tries to kill the Legion, but they don’t die… THEY MULTIPLY! Plus: Rocky Marciano? Rocky Mariciano? Clark Kent was 257 years old when he fought Rocky Marciano… And: There’s women present, so Stephen and I have to clean up the house and wear pants during the show. THEN: Three kids come back in time to tell Christopher Reeve that the underwear goes INSIDE the pants, but it’s pretty clear that his resume
Or – “Sorta Gives New Meaning to the Phrase ‘1000 Years Later,’ Doesn’t It?” This book is late.Â There was, I believe, a four-month gap between issues two and three, and something like 10 weeks between three and four.Â That said, since Final Crisis tie-in miniseries are going to be continuing indefinitely (in order to make the thing actually FINAL) this isn’t that much of a problem for me.Â Of course, the Legion’s 50th anniversary has come and gone, and we’re still not sure where the future of the future lies, but that’s okay, too.Â (But it also means that
Or – “85 Superhumans In A Crowded Room…” Three Legions, no waiting!Â Technically, four, if you count Superboy Prime uniting virtually every villain of the 30th Century in LSH-hating-fury…Â There’s a storm brewing in Metropolis, and every living Legionnaire has been brought together by the machinations of Brainiac 5.Â But, he still has that mysterious lightning rod, and a few tricks up his puffy purple sleeve.
When three teens from the future show up to screw with your head, what do you do? What do you do? Set the time cube for the year 3008, put on your safety goggles to protect against bouncing boys, and make sure that you wear your Bat-Timber Wolf repellent, because weâ€™re piercing the timestream in the hopes that we too can make the cut. But, if nothing else, Iâ€™m sure the Legion of Substitute Heroes Auxiliary can use the services of Spoiler Lad and Meteor Attractor Boy, who can telekinetically attract meteors, but only to his head. This is an
Or – “Time, See What’s Become Of Me…” Geez, where in the hell have *I* been?Â Turns out, much like your missing keys, I was between the couch cushions the whole time.Â In any case, it’s review time (or, as the French might say, “rev-WAH”) and we’re ready (though somewhat later than the rest of the world) to touch on the series that has made me look forward to Final Crisis, in complete disregard for my usual feelings on company-wide crossovers.Â If you’ve ever been to the site before, you’re probably aware that I occasionally peruse a Legion of Super-Heroes