![]() The in-universe equivalent to Superman, Supercollider, ends up pulverizing her leg and leaving her with months of physical therapy just to walk again. That is until she is caught in a violent rescue by a superhero where she is accidentally disabled. Someone has to file the time sheets, and Anna is that someone for whatever masked megalomaniac is doing well for themselves. I’ve covered this before, but there must be a huge support network for the various supervillains of the world in order to build lairs, run communications, and do other necessary evils. ![]() She’s your typical temp office worker except for one wrinkle: the agency that represents her recruits for supervillains. ![]() Even while she’s pulling off that unlikely trick with deftness and wit, she also managed to turn out an amazing work of laborpunk that felt more empowering than being gifted with a magic space ring. ![]() Natalie Zina Walschots’ debut novel Hench is both a razor-sharp deconstruction of the superhero genre as well as the best example of prose writing on the subject since Austin Grossman’s Soon I Will Be Invincible. ![]()
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