One is left wondering, How has it come to this? Mary Jane Watson, a tour de force by any metric in the comic book world, has been reduced to a laughing stock, there for the memeing. And despite her legacy as a strong female character—overtly feminine, not pushed around by men, the life and soul of any panel she walked onto, a hero without being a superhero—she is now the opposite, spending a year existing in the abstract between two male characters who have dominated the conversation. And when the spotlight was finally shone on her and ‘her journey’, it was to shocked gasps like Quasimodo’s cape being removed at the Festival of Fools.
If you were a Mary Jane fan who approached the arrival of the title with trepidation at how it would be handled, make no mistake, the character assassination is now complete. There are several panels where this reviewer’s immediate thoughts were things like
'But what about what she said after the Iron Spider suit?'
'What about her growth during Spider-Island?'
'Why is she laughing in a bar seconds after grief counselling?'
'Why is she embracing this lifestyle after five decades of having malcontent about the danger superheroes bring into her life and the wider world?'
'What about her desire for 'normal' that drove her to move to Chicago?'
'Why are the superheroes not concerned about the fact that Spider-Man's webs dissolve after an hour?'
'Why is Mary Jane strutting away despite the fact that that bridge will collapse in an hour?'
'Which New York bridge even is that?'
'Why is Peter not commenting on Mary Jane being a superhero? This is a crucial moment in their 616 timeline; why is his reaction not on the page?'
'Why did Peter just invite Mary Jane to put herself in harm's way when he knows that her powers are inherently unreliable?'
This reviewer will say this in defence of the writer: she was set up to fail. Writing for Spider-Man must be one of the biggest honours of an aspiring writer's career. But in total objectivity, she is a bad fit for this character. While she will be credited as ‘originating’ Jackpot, she didn’t originate Mary Jane Watson, or even write the backstory to this issue, and yet what is on the page isn’t a continuation of that backstory, however grim.
But Nick Lowe has rage-baited the fandom into a state of dissatisfaction and derision-by-default, and thrown in a sacrificial lamb to tell a story for his own still-nebulous agenda. There was no need for the human shield, and there is still no need for the bullets. The responsibility of this failure of an issue rests squarely on his shoulders.