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Saturday Sermon--Recompression

I know, I'm an old man shaking his fist at clouds.

But I remember the days before decompression.

Take, for example, Avengers #95 (1972).

It starts thusly...

And just look at the layout, the flow, the storytelling of the next page, as Triton tries to make his way to the Baxter Building:

More happens in that one page than in many an entire issue these days. If drawn in 2016, each panel would be enlarged to be "widescreen," full-page and horizontal, filled with self-narrating captions spelling out what the Inhuman was thinking and feeling, because the writers and editors didn't trust the art to tell the story.

Four pages or more would be dedicated to Triton escaping the dock workers. Hell, probably the entire issue, given the pace of recent books (6 issues spent on one long, boring fight with Doomsday, Action Comics? Really?)

 I'm just saying, pick up the pace, modern comics.

[SPOILER ALERT--Triton can't make it to the Fantastic Four, so he goes to the Avengers for help instead. Because in those days, that's all the Inhumans ever did--go to other people for help resolving their own squabbles...]

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