At work yesterday, I read the entire ("entire" since it was only twelve issues) run of Suicide Squad. Cursed fanboys! Like Sports Night, it was great yet underappreciated, and came to a premature end. How could people not realize how good it was? Penciller Paco Medina's and inker Joe Sanchez's art was bombastic and energetic, while write Keith Giffen, an old master of the craft, was mining the Squad's dark history and laying down plot threads that would have sustained the series well past fifty or even a hundred issues. In the end, which came all too soon, he cleaned up his own mess; he killed off several characters who still had great potential, but better to do so than run the risk of another writer corrupting them later. Suicide Squad was a great series that deserved to be popular, yet it died while countless less worthy series continue. Alas. In the immortal words of Deadshot, "We'll burn that bridge when we come to it."