Morrison snatched Marston's bondage/kink overtones from the Golden Age WW stories off the shelf and ran with them to excess with the aid of Paquette, whose pinup -esque artwork gives a lurid cheesecake feel to every scene. The result appears to be a work for which the message may be undermined by an incredibly sexualized and fetishistic depiction, unless the message is sexual fetish fantasy in which case Morrison has succeeded beyond anyone's wildest expectations.
No. She was. And going back to that after so very long and in today's climate is going to be a mess. Regardless of her origins this is not how anyone thinks of WW now.
I wouldn't even call it a mini-review, just a guess based on my own opinion of the pages presented coupled with the reviewer's apparent shock and disgust. Some examples of Paquette's artwork have that arched back, "goods on display" quality to them that when coupled with the bondage elements Morrison is so excited to bring back make you think of women's prison films and sexploitation. Probably not what a lot of what the mainstream audiences were hoping to see in a high-profile Wonder Woman book.
It's been known to people who followed the book's creation over the years, which presumably doesn't include a large portion of the audience that are going to buy this book.
Oddly-colored tentacles?
Oddly-colored tentacles?
Review isn't exactly well written but I think I'll go back to not knowing this was a thing.
Right now Any team could have Tebow