BEST OF WEEK: BATMAN INCORPORATED #3—There is so much to
love about this issue. The opening three-page montage illustrating to how great
of an extent Leviathan’s insidious tentacles have already wrapped around the
various systems that so critical to Gotham’s (or any city’s) future:
educational, law enforcement, judicial, social services. Six pages of Bruce
resurrecting his Matches Malone undercover disguise with near-constant
side-splitting dialogue. Dick Grayson’s review of himself as Batman. The
digital diagram of Leviathan’s web, a beautiful illustration of 34 images that
recapitulates Morrison’s entire six-year run on this character, across all the
various titles and iterations, complete with dialogue that already suggests a
meta- quality that will surely only intensify in seven issues’ time, once we
know how it all ends. That panel of Dick consoling a grounded Damian. The
underworld bar from the Matches scene turning out to be called Three-Eyed
Jacks, certainly a TWIN PEAKS homage. The bad guys getting the drop on
“Matches,” followed by Damian getting the same on “Pennyworth,” just in time to
invent a new identity and let Burnham channel some of that old Quitely/Stewart
BATMAN & ROBIN no-dialogue fight-scene choreography brilliance. Everybody
here is operating at the top of their game, creators and characters alike. I’m
going to be so sad to see this run come to an end, but it has been a majestic
demonstration of just how elastic the legend and mythos are, and it is a hell
of a good time seeing it ramp up for this last roaring home-stretch.
ROCKETEER: CARGO OF DOOM #1—Man, I had no idea this was even
coming out, what a terrific surprise to find in the old weekly pull. I’ve made
no secret of absolutely loving Waid/Samnee’s recent work over on DAREDEVIL and
this character is perfectly suited to their aesthetic, it’s a great thrill to
watch them tear up this pulp goodness. The opening six-page scene is thrilling,
they could not have showed up with a tighter or more instantly engaging
opening. Jordie Bellaire shows up on colors as strong as Dave Stewart would
have, which is about as high a compliment as I can pay. Cliff’s “Huh” on Page
19 is perfect. This is a real smart package, I’m happy to pay $4 a pop when
they put all the ads at the back. Get in there, IDW. The first anthology they
did a while back was full of jaw-dropping A-list goodness, but that last one
wasn’t quite up to the same standard. Great to see the property return to form.
And Samnee’s pin-up or cover on the Next Month page is almost the best part of
the whole package. Stevens lives on!
FLASH #12—The action cranks way up as Glider makes her
full-issue debut and accelerates this title back up to top form. It took her
showing up to make me realize, but what this book’s been needing is something
new on the antagonist front, and she certainly makes a strong initial showing.
Manapul/Buccellato’s art is as kinetic and gorgeous as ever and I’m certainly
intrigued to see how they’ll wrap this first year up next week, though I hope
the folks they’ve brought in to help are capable of keeping the bar this high.
The Trickster paraphrased “A Song of Ice and Fire” with the line about a Snart
always paying his debts, right? That was weird.
JUSTICE LEAGUE DARK #12—Man, the art on this is really
beautiful. Janin’s a beast, but Ulises Arreola’s color work really makes the
entire thing pop, every page sings. Even if I still can’t get over how young
Constantine looks. I loved the Ellis AUTHORITY caption on the House of Mystery
“currently traveling through Limbo at extradimensional speeds.” That business
came out of nowhere, a nice little throwback. Though, why not just make it The
Bleed, at this point? The whole idea is that these people are in the DC
Universe proper with the Stormwatch gang, right? Not just tucked in their own
pocket universe. And kudos again to Janin for those layouts on the Slaughter
Swamp scene, that business is straight JH Williams. It’s interesting to see
this kind of thing flowing into a title like this or over on SWAMP THING, a
cool little microcosm of a house style. Really glad Lemire jumped in on this
one here, good Vertigo fun in all but name. Though the title, man. Just because
everyone bought Bendis’s DARK AVENGERS doesn’t mean that’s the way to go here.
FABLES #120—And speaking of dark. I’m usually too jaded by
now to get too upset when a character dies on Wednesday night, I mean, Brubaker
figured out a way to bring back Bucky (spoilers!), twice, even, but I seriously
hope that this one won’t stick. Bleakest. Island of Toys arc. Ever. I could
still care less about the backup, though McManus’s art is purty. Can’t believe
I’ve been picking this one up for ten years running.
THE UNWRITTEN #40—And there’s our protagonist! This title’s
worth picking up if only to have Carey wax eloquent and slam home for you every
four weeks how important stories are to us a culture and individuals, the
importance of narrative ideaspace on the collective unconsciousness, yadda
yadda yadda, Gaiman Gaiman Gaiman. I say with love. I can’t find it now, but seems like someone made some simile
involving putting the pin back in the hand grenade, which was a bit disturbing
the week they start running ads for THE INVISIBLES OMNIBUS. What a beast of a
tome that thing will be.
FANTASTIC FOUR #609—This is great fun. Probably the worst
thing you can say about it is that it’s very likely one of those ideas at the
bottom of the monster list of batshit crazy story ideas that Hickman made four
years ago when he got this title. It provides resolution to a dangling
plot-point from the Millar/Hitch run that I don’t think anybody remembered or
cared about after the seventy-something issues of madness that have been thrown
at us since. It doesn’t, at first glance, appear to drive the mega-narrative
forward one little bit. It’s a fill-in issue. Arriving in a run with only six issues
left to go. Drawn by an artist I’ve never heard of. All of that said, it’s
glorious. The FF pretty much don’t do anything, we don’t even see the kids, there
are like two dozen characters that Hickman has folded into this run who do not
make an appearance, all that happens is that our title characters pretty much
stand around while the Defenders of the future sub-contract with the Moloids to
engineer the corpse of Galactus from the future into a galaxy-spanning god ship
so that they can pilot him/it at 98% lightspeed on a 500 light-year round-trip
and have all kinds of crazy adventures, but then because of all of that time
dilation, arrive back at an Earth that’s one thousand years in the future. And
Reed really believes that they can make it, even though there’s significant statistical
probability that they won’t. That’s it, nothing happens, just universe-sized
ideas blooming up out of every page turn. And Ryan Stegman’s art is
magnificent, fully appropriate to the scale this issue is operating on. Stunning
work.
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