In short, this book is excellent, the ending that this story deserved. Read Full Review

The miniseries concludes beautifully, wrapping up all of the thematic ideas that were brought to life in previous issues, and doing so with the heartfelt hilarity that has come to be expected from Russell and Pugh. It's a loving and hopeful sendoff for these characters. In ways far above what its title can insinuate, The Flintstones succeeds to be funny, meaningful, and important. Read Full Review

Jam-packed with humor and optimism, The Flintstones #12 is a superb conclusion to the series. Read Full Review

Absurdist in the best way, the team took concepts and ran with them when other creative teams would balk at the notion of using a tenth of the ideas on display here. In doing so, they found biting satire, but understood when to cut through this and find genuine, heart-warming sentiment. Read Full Review

This issue leaves readers with equal bits sad resignation and hope for the future. A year ago, who would have expected such strange, wonderful ambition from a Flintstones comic? Read Full Review

If you are still hesitant to read this series get over that as quickly as possible. Go back to issue one and get ready to experience twelve issues of genius. This final issue may not be the best one so far but it is a fitting end to a special book. I can safely say we will never see a book like this ever again. Read Full Review

This had to end eventually and twelve issues feels too short in many ways. Hopefully we get more Russell soon because I know this usual satisfied my craving for smart commentary through comics. Some of the smartest writing anywhere wraps up that way and shows off why it's exactly that. Read Full Review

Mark Russell's The Flinstones was one of the most important and relevant titles to come out of a major comics publisher over this past year. The final issue is an excellent stand alone criticism and a concluding chapter to his social commentary. Read Full Review

Lets not say goodbye, lets say see you soon like, say, in a slick, oversized, hardcover. Read Full Review

I was sceptical of this title before jumping on at issue #4, but this has been one of the best series in comics over its 12 issues. Dealing with serious, relevant issues in a meaningful and funny way, "The Flintstones" has been top notch satire. Among the revelations for me were Steve Pugh's awesome art--I can't wait to see where he goes next. But, especially, the writing of Mark Russell. He is a seriously funny guy with a lot to say about modern life. I read his "God is Disappointed in You" and I highly recommend it to any fans of this series. "The Flintstones" ends on a high note, and just waits to be discovered by anyone who loves this art form and biting satire that still has a big heart.

An almost perfect send-off to the surprisingly great Flintstones reboot. But I agree with Big Borther that the last 1/3 loses a bit of its edge. Still, it is great and bittersweet last issue overall.

The back 1/3rd wasn't quite as sharp as the rest, but all in all this was a witty, funny, heartfelt masterpiece of satire.

I like how Russell tackles religion and uses it as a vehicle to tie in the the driving forces of each character. It was shaping up to be another great issue but then just ended abruptly. I think it would have been appropriate to give a couple extra pages, especially since it's the last issue, to give a more well rounded epilogue. In the end, I'm going to miss Russell's take on the Flintstones. I've got that bitter sweet feeling knowing that something I love has concluded but I'm grateful that it existed at all. One last favourite line: "'Meaty Thumbs'! The only pet food made entirely from the thumbs of convicts!" Good bye Flintstones, we had a gay old time.

I felt like this issue tried to attenuate the deeply critical aspect of the serie's satire by making a attempt at a sort of "there's hope" message. It's interesting, though, how it finds this heartwarming hope in the very singularities of the American middle-class way of life. For a series that was once the best satire of contemporary America, this issue pretty much fell to rock bottom.