Thanos: a giant purple monster with a thing for power gems and a love of hot skeleton pants Death. In a stunningly original turn, Donny Cates writes a story where, thanks to a power gem, Thanos chases after Death’s love. Did I say original? I meant unimaginative!
I don’t understand what there is to enjoy about the turd that is Thanos Wins. Thanos punches a variety of characters, including an old version of himself (literally the supervillain equivalent of the schoolyard bully taunting “Why’re you hitting yourself?!”), and then the book’s over – so what?!
Were people blown away by the reveal of who Ghost Rider was? Or seeing Thanos hitting the Surfer? Or trudging through the self-important narration for such a laughably mindless tale? It’s such an uncreative story with one repetitive, uninteresting and predictable fight after another. Cates basically replaced Jason Aaron’s Old Thor with Thanos.
Thanos worked fine as the one-dimensional bad guy in The Infinity Gauntlet but he isn’t suited to anything else, as this solo series has repeatedly shown. Boring garbage – Thanos Wins, readers lose!