I finished HERO this weekend. Hmmmm. It's a clumsy Harry Potter, substituting superheroes for wizards. Then throwing in some gay. Yeah, it's Fairy Potter (with all apologies to the talented J.K. Rowling). If it counts for anything, I tried to love you HERO, but it shouldn't be this hard. When the big reveal is telegraphed (rammed down my throat?) in the first few chapters, I always suspect that it's a red herring. Only, no. I know this is aimed at young adults, but don't they deserve a coherent plot, too? Isn't puberty bad enough? Oh, and it's actually set up for a series or something, which, hey, I'm all about the pipe dreams, so who am I to judge? All my best, but when my faggoty ass can't get on board with a story about queers in tights and military garb, I don't smell a publishing juggernaut.
I feel bad now.
ADDED: OK, maybe it's camp? I don't always catch that. I'm grasping. Check out the twitter to your right. That line is from HERO.