I'm a well read technosexual who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I wasn't planing on reading this series, and I was more than happy to ignore all the brilliant reviews. I mean, it's Archie. I much preferred Sabrina's chilling tales to Afterlife with Archie.
Except this isn't really Archie. It's got a lot more depth than the little of Archie I remember reading, and it's this depth that I like. Archie purists, I assume, will hate this. I'd expect this, in fact, because it's not Archie as they - or I - remember, and for me this is a good thing.
Archie and Betty are still sweet and wholesome, but there's a little more to them than that, and I don't remember feeling there was much more to them before. It was all wholesomeness and sweetness and cheese, so much so that I felt like I was choking on it all. This had a slight edge, not so much that it's not appropriate for children, but enough that I was into it: would Archie preform in front of others, would he get Betty again, and what was up with the lipstick incident?
I still want to know. I'm waiting to see if there's a sale on the next couple issues, and I have far too much to read already, but this was a lot of fun.