Come on, come on! All I want to know is what was on the platter!
So I'll have to do without snacks. But not without sake! Mmm! Okay Joker! Finish your fucking joke, mother fucker!
It's Valentine's Day and that's the second time I've mentioned Mother. I guess I'll be moving up the psychiatric appointment this week.
I hope Joker gives us the name of his two-faced cat. And I hope it's not Little Two-face.
The Joker has booby trapped the table and Batman's chair so that if he moves, flint will spark and ignite his gasoline covered Batfamily. So now he just has to sit and watch as The Joker reveals what's under the serving tray. I'm so fucking nervous! Joker mentions that Alfred is around and then moves as if he's going to uncover the platter! Oh no!
I knew he wasn't dead! Really! I totes knew it! Now let's see if DC has the balls to let Batman kill The Joker! Or will Batman simply stop the others from killing him, thus garnering hate and resent from the Batfamily and killing their relationships? Thus, Death of the Family!
But first! What exactly does all this mean? The Joker removes his face only to come back but wearing his own face as if it's actually a mask now instead of who he is. And now he's unmasking the other heroes. But these heroes don't need to remove their faces to be unmasked, so my guess is he simply bandaged up their real faces as if removing their costume masks were a wound akin to his. Joker removing his face is all about identity. Is he a different person underneath his now removed face? Is Batman still Batman when the mask is removed? Or is Batman nobody The Joker cares about? It's all about the mask and they all know it. It's a game they play and every single one of them at this table is the mask they wear. Not one of them is a real person when the mask is put away. They're shadows of who they really are. And why would The Joker care about the shadows?
So what's under the covered platters? Their masks, bloody and torn? Or cupcakes (which is my real guess and has been for awhile now!)?
Or you know. Real faces with their masks on them.
The Joker doesn't have the best reason for why he cut off his face and the faces of the rest of the Bats. It's a bit of a Catch-22 moment where The Joker is playing the part of Snowden and his guts falling out to Yossarian's horror at the realization of how fragile we are. But the point The Joker gets to after the why of the cutting off of the faces . . . now that begins to cut at the meat of it.
Please let Batman kill The Joker. Please! That would be the greatest reason for the Reboot! And it might be the greatest evidence for The New 52 Haters that the old universe will eventually come back. Because how can a DC Universe exist without The Joker? Amirite?
It seemed to me at the time that the only thing Batman could possibly write that would expose who the other Batfamily members were was Bruce Wayne's will. Thus the "testament sort of thing" comment. I don't know that this is what that is yet.
"I'm not crying! It's just river water dripping from the ceiling!"
Batman chases after The Joker and The Joker keeps trying to retain the upper hand. But he's lost it now. Batman won't let him get away while Bats goes back to save the others because Batman trusts the others. Batman refuses to "dance" with The Joker. Batman refuses to "quarrel" with The Joker. Batman finally refuses to do any of this on The Joker's terms. So The Joker tries once more to get away.
Now Batman is either going to actually kill him or sit him down and give him a rational, coldly logical, unarguable reason as to why he refuses to kill him. I'm a pacifist but I'm still hoping for the former! Kill him! Kill him dead! Make the Reboot mean something!
The best moment of last week's comics was when Frankenstein became Green Lantern in Animal Man #17. This is the best moment so far in this week's comics (even if this is the first of this week's comics I've read!). I think I should do a weekly feature highlighting my favorite panel each week. That's the kind of listy, best-of type thing internet ravens really go for!
Batman heads back to find that The Joker's little book has nothing in it at all. He never knew anybody's secret identities. Therefore Scott Lobdell's stories made no fucking sense. Although Snyder could have told the other writers that it doesn't matter whether The Joker knows their identities or not because The Joker really doesn't fucking care about that shit. So perhaps the other writers were free to be as ambiguous as they wanted to be. Although you could tell Lobdell was trying to be ambiguous like when Jason Todd suddenly realized The Joker was calling him "son" and "boy". But it was too late at that point. The ambiguity was long since killed because The Joker found Jason Todd as Jason Todd in a way that could only have made it Jason Todd The Joker was after. Anyway, that's all sorted and done with. Now the Batman simply heads back to find the Batfamily still stoned on Joker Juice but fighting through the crazy, cuddled up and laughing and holding each other lovingly.
And days pass as everyone recovers.
More awesome stuff with Alfred Pennyworth. Does he steal every scene he's in or what?
I guess The Joker said some pretty nasty things!