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Because they obviously haven't read Grant Morrison's Doom Patrol. Yeah, I know. Everybody raves about Grant Morrison and the stuff he's done. I'll admit that I've always been in the "hit or miss" camp when it comes to Morrison. But this Doom Patrol stuff? Gold, baby. Gold.
Grant Morrison's Doom Patrol is like focused, concentrated insanity on paper. Every page reverberates with ridiculousness. The Men From N.O.W.H.E.R.E.! Red Jack! The Painting That Ate Paris! Flex Mentallo! The Beard Hunter! All these and more are found within the pages of Doom Patrol. It's crazy and it's insane.
But it's not good just because it's a little crazy (okay, a lot crazy). It's good because -- like all good stories -- its core is the characters. And these misfits of the Doom Patrol are really broken people. They've got psychoses and physical disabilities galore. Doom Patrol is about the people who don't fit in. The ones the others cross the street to avoid. And that speaks to me. I think it speaks to all of us at some point in our lives. I think that at some point in our lives we're all a part of the Doom Patrol.
Plus, it's just so much damn fun.
