Why I’m sending my new comic to Washington DC

When I was eight years old I had the Stars and Stripes hanging up in my bedroom. This isn’t especially strange, of course, except that I wasn’t American and actually grew up 5,000 miles away in a small industrial town in Scotland. Having the flag of a foreign nation draped over your bed is slightly eccentric, like a kid in China having a life-size poster of Greek President Karolos Papoulias on the wall. But such was the power of the American brand that I had to be a part of it. America was where Superman and Batman lived, and as soon as I was old enough I planned to go and work there.

Flash-forward three decades and I do. All those little home-made comic-books I used to put together eventually became my career and I’ve had my fingerprints over all the big Marvel and DC characters for the past decade and a half before striking out with my own company and creating books like Kick-Ass, Wanted and various other Hollywood franchises.