One of the floors at work had their holiday party on Tuesday, and I don't know what it was, but something I ate turned my stomach inside-out for about 18 hours. Didn't get more than 2 consecutive hours of sleep Tuesday night, because my stomach would keep informing me it was once again time to visit the bathroom. But it seemed to settle down by the time I went to the comic store Wednesday so you heard it here first: Comics cure gastrointestinal issues.
Not only does Felicia get caught by a bunch of cops in an empty house with a bunch of marked bills, Tombstone even has the house listed in her name. So it's a walk of shame past a bunch of reporters, with Felicia in vain trying to protest innocence. She ends up in jail until Mary Jane posts bail, they talk, Felicia is too wrapped up in her stuff to notice something is bugging MJ, and goes off to yell at Tombstone.
This turns into a fistfight between the two of them, and then he explains that money she was caught with will be booked as evidence until it vanishes and makes its way back to him. Then he just sort of, wanders off.
I mean, there's something to the idea Felicia wasn't just trying the hero thing so it would be easier for her to rob people once they were less fearful, that she liked the idea of being praised. But the way Wilson presents it, Felicia took such a half-assed approach. Once things didn't go how she anticipated, she starts charging into things. Especially weird after Wilson has Felicia talk about how everything about her, from the physique to the gear to the appearance, takes work.
Why is she being so much sloppier about heroing than she would be about thieving? Why is she trying to fistfight Tombstone, after throwing a bunch of half-assed insults into his face, rather than stealing something from him, or getting him busted doing something illegal? How did she give him a black eye? I thought he was supposed to have stone-hard skin. It's possible to write these situations as not going according to plan, and Black Cat having to wing it, without writing her like she took a page out of Homer's book and stuck a crayon too far up her nose.
Moon Knight manages to get the possessed Wrecker into the Midnight Mission, where he at least can't hurt anyone but Moon Knight, while Scarlet Scarab and Reese try to reason with the Executor to release the ghosts he's using against the Wrecker. Because Marc's brought out the enchanted sword, and it would be perfectly fine gobbling up all those spirits.
Still, it's not until the Executor buries his ax in Reese's chest, and believes he's killed her, that he releases the spirits. Which is a pretty nice image or this green ooze pouring out of the Wreckers mouth and over the side of the crescent emblem he's standing on. And you can see screaming faces in the ooze. Very nice work by Carbone and Rosenberg.
The Executor retreats, promising he won't fight back if Reese's ghost comes after him. Reese, of course, is not dead, because she's a vampire. Ax to the chest ain't nothing. The Wrecker's pretty happy it's all over, then he and Moonie argue about if Moon Knight's really any less blood-stained, with Marc arguing he isn't, but at least he's trying to be better. Then Clea shows up and drags Wrecker off to the Dark Dimension for, torture I guess. Marc and Layla make tentative plans to team-up again some time in the future, she leaves, and Marc gets tranq darted and hauled off.
It'd be an abrupt end if I didn't know we're getting another Moon Knight series in two months. I'm not sure I see a throughline in this book's run, though. Marc fights an Asgardian farm boy turned drug lord, and then protects the Wrecker from a guy who let his frustration push him into revenge.
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