By: Kenya (Robinson)

Of course, the black woman was the sacrifice — American style.

By: Brian Berger

A virtuoso of the hand and mind.

By: Mark Kingwell

Of course I envied the other kids their cool Marvel and DC comics.

By: Rani Som

My personal tutor in the history and culture of my motherland.

By: Ty Burr

A psychosexual catechismic shit-show.

By: Michael Grasso

It was the teen drama and not the super-powered fights that kept me reading.

By: Miranda Mellis

A tincture of female bad-ass, perennial tonic of girlhood.

By: Michael Campochiaro

Can superheroes undergo real, life-altering change, and be better off for it?

By: John Holbo

What would the early greats have done, if they had had freedom?

By: Vanessa Berry

These characters revelled in life’s cruelty and ghoulishness…

By: Adrienne Crew

A world filled with mutants and monsters hiding beneath masks of respectability.

By: James Parker

Entire worlds snapped into being.

By: Annie Nocenti

Dick Tracy’s captivating villains lured me into an early monster love.

By: Douglas Wolk

Crystalline moment-to-moment logic in the service of broader absurdity.

By: Erin M. Routson

I never forgot its lessons about gratitude and love.