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This is a wonderful idea: what if Superman and Batman's careers had begun in the late 30s, when they first appeared, and they'd remained active ever since, eventually getting married, having children, etc. Sadly, it doesn't come off well in execution. The story is disjointed and often disconcertingly grisly, the art perfunctory and phoned-in (it's not a patch on Byrne's lovely work on BATMAN/CAPTAIN AMERICA, which exists in the same world), and overall it never achieves the poignancy or strength of DC's own Earth-Two stories of years ago. Too bad.
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We all know that Superman is the ultimate boy scout, but in this story it's just too much. After all the man of steel goes through here, you'd expect he'd throw the villian into the sun, but no... the story is so insipid that... sorry I can't keep writing about this.
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This is one of the well thought out graphic novels I've ever read. The life stories of Superman and Batman are excellent.
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I am not the biggest fan of John Byrne, because of his casual lack of modern continuity and numerous other reasons, but when he is at the top of his form I really love his work. In Generations, Byrne asks the question, "What if the first meeting Superman and Batman really did take place in 1939 and they both character aged in real time?" As the story infolds, Byrne separates the issues into two chapters with each chapter set in a specific decade and the story styled to that decades comic style (i.e. the campiness of the 50s, the dark 80s). What starts off being a story about two men slowly becomes a story about generations that circles back to the story of two men again. I recommend this to anyone looking for a nostaglic look at good storytelling and any John Byrne fan, because this is his best work in years.
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Pretty good job conjuring the feel for the comics of each era, but overall disappointing. I found the ending a bit weird and depressing ("Oh, well, everyone's dead but we're OK, ha ha.") Not without interest, but veers all over the place. And, like I said, depressing.
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