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Took an early nap while the boy reveled with the Minions, maybe in the hope that my subconscious would pervert them to my liking, but all I got were short BLM-looking guys who could travel, in trios, along the surface of a golden vase and survive being bombed but were otherwise cold and impersonal.

So the long-awaited adaptation arrives with a DC logo but none of the familiar characters in the original run, Mister Miracle, Etrigan, Wesley Dodds Sandman; Constantine they keep, and make her an impeccably dressed scoundrel as only the girl of my dreams could play? It worked on Doom Patrol and Titans (at least until Batman actually showed up), but that was when both were on the Universe.

Tagged comics, Netflix