Book's well-written and researched, but it's hard to get past Riesman's slavering devotion to Jack Kirby, taking even his most obvious lies as sacrosanct, while simultaneously turning Stan Lee's every action - even the benign ones and the ones other comics pros have confirmed - into some Machiavellian grift.
Riesman even shrugs off the possibility that both Lee and Kirby are full of it, that the truth lies in between. Instead, he says one of them is right and one of them is wrong, and, honestly, that feels like a pretty stupid decision. Especially for an "objective" biographer.
Riesman even shrugs off the possibility that both Lee and Kirby are full of it, that the truth lies in between. Instead, he says one of them is right and one of them is wrong, and, honestly, that feels like a pretty stupid decision. Especially for an "objective" biographer.