As suggested by Peter:
There I am, being dragged closer to it. I claw at the ground, shouting at the indignity of it all. I was a disciple. I knew its every intricacy, its every chapter and verse. I'd managed to elude its grasp for over a decade, something I proudly shouted to the heavens on as many occasions as opportunity would allow. I had put this thing down, conquered it and slammed it back to the hell it had become.
Kicking and screaming, I am forced upon its altar and shown, once again, its uncanny face. I bow my head, not in reverence but in submission. I have completely and utterly given in.
And like a addict returning to the needle, Matt Fraction has made me read The X-Men again.
I'd given up reading The X-Men, proper for nearly a decade. Sure, I'd read Grant Morrison's New X-Men but let's be honest, that wasn't the X-Men. That was Grant Morrison's X-Men and when he left, I left with him, vowing never to return.
For about a year I'd been hearing good things about Matt Fraction on the X-Men and while I wasn't initially floored, I could easily see that this was a man unleashing his love for the superhero genre upon the masses who'd come to expect nothing but the X-cliches of gloved fists vowing revenge and berzerker rages against machines.
What we got was a man who understood that for Wolverine to be Wolverine he had to be Wolverine. Meaning, he had to get his hands dirty so enter a leader, Cyclops, who allowed for this to happen. Matt Fraction's Cyclops was the delivery of the shiny promise Morrison always hinted upon.
His X-Men Science Squad was the welcome geek-tastic continuation of his Image Comics graphic novel, The Five Fists of Science.
And do not even get me started on his Emma Frost or his Namor, for that matter.
It is Uncanny X-Men methadone for those with New X-Men cravings.
And here I go again.
So, what comics did you think you'd never read and now, love?