“It was the Critic, in the New Yorker, with the essay.” —Eric Mayer —Who Killed the Detective Novel? (Eric Mayer)
Not, says Eric.
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Critics schmitics! Those are people who hand out honorary titles like calling Marvel’s Fantastic Four the “World’s Greatest Comic,” calling Superman and Batman the “World’s Finest,” or just Batman as the “World’s Greatest Detective” (I am not disagreeing with the “World’s Finest” one). Detective novels will probably still be around as some medium, proven by DC Comics releasing last year’s “Hush” storyline in Batman comics as a two-volume graphic novel, but since I am a Superman reader–nothing more can I say.