Deadpool by Posehn and Duggan Volume 2

Maybe it's been too much Deadpool in my life recently, whith the movie coming out and all. And maybe, too, it was the fact that I felt kinda obligated to read the second volume, since the first ended rather abruptly in the middle of things unsolved for agent Preston. And maybe, but just maybe, the joke can get old?

But I think that my main issue with this Deadpool is his sudden seriousness. Not that Deadpool has ever been totally void of emotion or of being a "real" character, or that this would even be a bad thing. Deadpool, to me, is a very bleak and dark and sad character that is hidden somewhere inside of that red suit and blistered skin. Like an alter ego to Wolverine. A bad dream. So seriousness in itself is not the issue I'm pointing at here. Nope. It's more of the kind that he has sentiments and that these can be turned against him. I didn't really see that coming, and I don't really like it, either.

So, while the action and humor is still top notch, and the sejour in North Korea was entertaining as a whole, Volume 2 did not quite reach up to my expectations, mostly because - as it turns out - my vision or idea about Deadpool doesn't entirely match that of Posehn & Duggan.

Lesson of the day: No one is perfect.