Books like Moon Knight, by Brian Michael Bendis & Alex Maleev, Volume 1

\ I know what I'm doing.\ Do you, Mr. Moon Knight? Do you really?Because I don't think you do.I think you're a jackass mental patient with a penchant for getting your ass handed to you by everyone you meet. While wearing a white outfit.Why? Why are you wearing white?! Idiot!Dirt, road grease, and all of the random gore (from your multiple ass-kickings) will be impossible to get out! I don't give a shit what the Oxyclean guy says, nothing gets copious amounts of blood out of fabric.And, to top it off, you suck with the ladies.So 'supposedly' the Egyptian moon god Khonshu raised you from the dead.And...what? Was that it? \ *insert Khonshu doing mythical/magical stuff*And Rama Lima Ding Dong, bitch! You're alive!\ Ok. So if this moon god took the time to keep your sorry ass from dying, there must have been a reason. He must have expected you to do something important, and given you special abilities to go with your new lease on life, right?Well, as far as I can tell, the only thing Khonshu gave you was a trio of imaginary friends.Or maybe you already had that *cough* ability.I'm not sure how I feel about this title. In all fairness, it didn't suck. I guess I just expected...more?Especially after reading Jeff, 'kris, and Mike's reviews.Also, every time I talked to Jeff, he was like, "Hulk loves Bendis' Moon Knight! Hulkity, Hulkity, Hulk. Hulk. Hulk. Moon Knight yummy! Hulkity, Hulk, Hulk.".Swear to God, that's what he sounds like.*gak* KIDDING! *gak*My point is fuck you! I have a point! that I can see why nobody knows who this guy is, but I'm also going into volume two with hope that Bendis can make me care about this whack-a-doodle.I mean, there were moments in this where I was so into it that I was sure I was going to love it and then the love just slid through my fingers like all of the unrealized dreams from my youth. Plus, there were plenty of chuckles along the way. So. Definitely not a total loss, or a garbage comic.But something was missing for me. At the end of it, I felt too much of a disconnect with the characters for it to be a true winner.Much like Marc Spector, I'm a bit conflicted.