Mid 80’s and feces show that was Marvel was getting off the cracked toilet and, well, stumbling down onto its face and drowning on that morning’s high power breakfast; a screwdriver that was less drive and more screw. I’m a throwback of a generation that had to deal with Dolph Lundgren dropping the ball on a New York accent and doing a bad Death Wish rip-off. I’m a genetical offspring of an Era where Hulk was nothing more than a Jersey Shore poster boy who had been bitten by radioactive kale and had a love affair with some scantily clad broccoli. Then, when that bandwagon had hit the brick wall and we thought it couldn’t get any yuckier, the drunken buffon started […]