As most of you are aware, Ultimatum is happening. The results is the end of the Ultimate Fantastic Four. Two years ago I would have actually been sad about the demise of those books, but after reading Mike Carey’s work the past 26 issues I’m glad the series is finally going the way of the dinosaur. Somehow in the past 2 years Carey managed to take the intricate family dynamic of our favorite four adventurers and turn it into the stuff of crappy space pulp; Cosmic cubes, magical time travel, listless romance and wannabe Michael Turner art that would make the legendary artist spin in his grave.

We are all two issues into Carey’s most uninspired and moronic arc yet, Inner Space. The only thing needed to make this superhero adaption of that crappy flick prefect is to just pretend Ben Grimm is Dennis Quaid and Moleman is Martin Short. It’s not a stretch. Where Brian Bendis and Mark Millar took the concepts of the classic Fantastic Four mythos and modernized and twisted them into something fresh and innovative Carey simply dumbs them down while some how managing to convolute them to all hell. Good riddance to Ultimate Fantastic Four, next issue is to be the last, and I say bring it on, this book died the day Mike Carey took over as head writer.