First time I read this thing, I was a little let down. I guess I was kind of expecting Clowes to lampoon the superhero genre... which looking back was a really silly expectation to have. It's pretty clear that the guy has little to no interest in writing about superheroes, even if it is to skewer them.

Read it again several months later and I really dug it. It's very dark. Quite depressing actually. Not my favorite Clowes book, but probably his best looking.