Was called a “tremendous issue” so I stopped at the local Third Planet after my haircut, and it is quite the hoot. I’m grateful to Grant for this and Superman Beyond, not only tiding me over during Final Crisis‘ erratic release schedule, but for these looks back (and sideways) at the two characters in the settings that bring out their best, the furthest reaches of space and time as only a flying man might, um, reach; and of course, Bruce’s fucked-up brain.
…That he does, and he’s
beaten DeSaad before, so no worries there. Batwoman I haven’t seen since
this relic from our childhood, which included a Joker story that scared the shit out of me because he specifically mentioned coming to Providence to steal a diamond. Could that have been customized for local distribution, like someone swore was the case when they said Houston was bombed at our screening of Independence Day? Seems as good a time as any to bring up a memory, going even further back to the first grade, of my very early entry into society. Our teacher announced a special story-book had been published (I like to think she used that word, but it would be a while before I’d understand the “as published in DC Comics” credits), and that one of us was the main character! Me being by far the best student, with test scores higher than my classmates’ combined, agonizing to this day over once misspelling “lemnon”, not to add the only Asian and therefore the most
interesting candidate as well, I felt a shoo-in. But who should it be but bull-headed bully Melvin, in a forgettable urban adventure featuring the nondescript likeness of a little Black boy in the artwork. And still for the life of me I can’t pinpoint the exact moment in the many years since when I put it all together and realized the intentions behind their program. I can only hope that it succeeded and my suffering then listening to him struggle with each easy word paid off.
Tagged books, firsts, Grant Morrison
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