Sometimes when I finish a book I find myself saying angrily "What the hell was that?!?". Meet The Flash: Blood Will Run. It's the most disjointed so-called graphic novel I've read in quite a while, apart from those dumps DC takes on their fans by putting out huge collections of "bests" which are totally unrelated to each other - half of which are from the 1940s and 50s, with characters who don't look anything like they're supposed to and spend all their time worrying about pulling "boners". The Flash maybe had a baby with a dead girl, oh wait, maybe he didn't...yawn. And don't expect any sort of resolution here. It feels as if they left off the beginning AND the end!Avoid.