I could make a joke about memory and my feelings towards this arc, but that would be rude.
Batwoman returns to the world of having her own solo in February.
I'm pretty sure I got through this post without making one reference to wrestling.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Outside of Gotham, August 3rd, 2012
I should have listened to myself when I started finding similarities between this book and Levitz' Huntress mini series, could have saved myself the heartache.
Spoiler alert! NOTHING HAPPENS! Seriously, nothing. Not a thing. In the present day, they overload Hakkou with a nuclear warhead, which blows him to dust, and in the past, they walk around and talk some more, with out doing anything of any particular consequence.
Fuck, man. This is the same damn thing that happened with Huntress, and by that, I mean nothing. Here's what is wildly frustrating about this, here we have Hakkou, who destroyed a portal back to Earth 2 and even vaguely spoke about parallel worlds as well... but then he gets blown up, and we learn nothing about who he is, what he knew, or why he was doing what he did... The worst part? The book literally acknowledges the fact that the characters (and consequently the readers) never learn anything!
Seriously, just read the last page.
"Hey, we never figured out this, or learned about that, or knew whats going on with that other thing."
Seriously, WHAT THE HELL!? Yeah, you guys don't know anything, but neither do we! This is the part where some much needed dramatic irony needs to come into play. If you don't know what that is, it's basically when the audience knows something that the characters of a work of fiction don't know. We need a page of something that hints, teases, or even flat out reveals answers to us, the readers, that Karen and Helena don't know yet, but nope, no one knows anything. That is fucking maddening. I know I give some books crap for over use of exposition, but damn it, would I cry tears of joy if a character just literally explained everything within the pages of this book.
The final worst thing about this is the fact that the book has so much potential, but it's just squandered by Levitz with his move at a snails pace to get to no where in particular stories.
I'm done giving any sort of meaningful coverage of this book on the site.