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Seven Days ’til Seven Soldiers


After an excruciating delay, Grant Morrison will conclude his Seven Soldiers epic next week. I’m more than a little miffed at having to wait another six months after the first 29 issues came out bi-weekly almost like clockwork, but what the heck – this is one of those books that I’m confident I’ll be re-reading in 5 or 10 years, and no one will care that much. It’s still been the best comics even of the past year, and it’s still going to be Grant Morrison and J.H. Williams together again. I have no idea how he’s going to tie everything together in 40 pages, but I desperately want to see him try.

So, in celebration and anticipation, each day for the next week I’m going to look back at one of the moments that made Seven Soldiers so utterly awesome. First up, we go right back to the beginning for J.H. Williams on Seven Soldiers #0, and a little bit of mass superhero slaughter: