"We saved the world. Again. You don't think THAT has any value? Well think again, pal. The Justice League goes on, with or without you."
Words in Green Arrow's mouth.
Words from Superman's.
Or maybe it was a ticked-off She-Hulk, complaining to Damage Control in 1989?
Where did I enjoy him first, or best? I don't know for sure.
Dwayne McDuffie was a favourite writer of mine and I'm pretty sad about his death right now.
What I can say is that he made plenty of great cartoons and comics. Enough that I'll still have more to discover for a little while yet.
Comic book super-heroes cannot afford to lose a writer like Dwayne McDuffie. They can't. They can't afford to lose a guy who genuinely loved them, and gave back to that strange community in myriad ways.
He made Reed Richards, the Millar-monster of Civil War, a man I could respect again.
His fun-loving Flash, was always ready with the right flippant quip.
His Batman was dark, but had kindness beneath his hard edge.
His Hawkgirl was a vicious killer with deep feelings of tenderness.
His Superman was too good for our world, and bad-ass enough to save it anyway.
"I believe in second chances. I believe in redemption. But mostly I believe in my friends."
Dwayne McDuffie was brave, and bold. He was too honest, he was too young, and I admired him very much.
I say of him what he said of Greg 'Gravity' Willis in the last panel of 'Beyond!'.
"HE WAS ONE OF THE GOOD GUYS."