It's hard to believe that just a couple of years earlier, the team of David Michelinie, JR Jr. and Bob Layton were producing stellar Iron Man stories. God bless Dennis O'Neil and all of the great stories he's written, but he was just not a good fit for old Shellhead. This particular issue is a prime example of early 80s Marvel superhero tripe. Too many Marvel series rested on their laurels at the time, and I'm still surprised that DC didn't regain the sales crown, as its product was, by and large, much more innovative product. You really couldn't find a more generic super villain than the Flying Tiger. He is beyond lame - a bland mash up of various super villains (did O'Neil create the Bronze Tiger at DC?). Considering this title centred around a replacement hero filling in for an out of control drunk billionaire, it's amazing just how little drama is to be found in these pages. The art team of Luke McDonnell and Steve Mitchell don't do much to stifle the yawning.