Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Hawkworld Annual #3 (July 1992)

I barely remember this series existed.

Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Hawkworld Annual #3 (July 1992)
By John Ostrander, Luke McDonnell, Roy Richardson, Timothy Harkins, and Matt Hollingsworth
Cover by Luke McDonnell
Edited by Bill Kaplan and Archie Goodwin

• For some reason, this annual isn't squarebound like the others (aside from the upcoming L.E.G.I.O.N. '92). I suppose that means it has less pages? But why would that be? Was it a less popular comic book so it didn't sell as many advertisements? The story itself seems to be the same number of pages.

• Nope. I just counted the pages. Same exact number (32/64 not counting covers). Was it different quality paper? I can't tell. It seems like most annuals didn't need the squarebound set-up. That was usually saved for 80 pagers and Prestige Format books. So I'm not sure why most annuals in The Darkness Within were squarebound. Could it be because Eclipso: The Darkness Within #1 had that Black Diamond glued to the front and it was easier to accomplish with a squarebound book? And most of the annuals just followed suit? I don't know! I'm a comic book reading idiot not a comic book historian!

• It's weird that I didn't read Hawkworld when it was written and penciled by the team who did Suicide Squad, a comic which I loved. I guess I just hated Hawkman that much.

• The issue begins with Peacock¹ and Shayera attempting to solve that well-known Chicago problem: Pterodactyls.

Was it a running joke in this series that Shayera really wanted a gun?

• So was Hawkworld just a suburb of Chicago?

• Peacock stabs the Pterodactyl in the eye, as you do, and it explodes into a puff of smoke, as Pterodactyls do. I guess. Maybe. Who can ever really know, you know? You can't disprove something even if that thing makes no sense based on all the observations we've ever made about reality and how it tends to work. Maybe some creatures evolved to blow up in a puff of smoke when stabbed in the eye? And then they went extinct because there's actually no benefit to blowing up in a puff of smoke after you die. I mean, maybe there's a benefit? But evolution can't really choose to pass on a trait that manifests after you die. I guess predators might stop trying to eat you if they just wound up with lungs full of smoke and reeking stench and your siblings would live to pass on the exploding into smoke gene?

• Did skunks evolve from Pterodactyls? That makes the most sense. I think I figured it out. I'm a scientist!

• According to the scientist whose lab the Pterodactyl flew out of, the Pterodactyl first flew into his lab via the skylight (which is how it exited). So he's obviously lying about the Pterodactyl flying in, right? He somehow created it in his lab for malicious purposes and now he's trying to cover his ass because he was caught by the dumbest heroes in the DCU².

Shayera suggests nothing. Doctor Kaslak, "You're not suggesting I *full confession of crime*!"

• Apparently "Peacock" is Katar Hol. I guess that's Shayera's sex name for him.

• Later, a man dressed all in black with a goatee and an evil look about him burgles a mansion and comes away with the Black Diamond. He's got to be Shadow Thief, right? That's a Hawkman enemy!

• Shadow Thief works for Doctor Kaslak which means Doctor Kaslak is a big lying liar because you don't work with Shadow Thief if you're a big innocent truth teller.

If magic is science than why isn't magic called science?! Answer me that, stupidhead!⁴

• Doctor Kaslak sends the Black Diamond to Shayera because she treated him like a lying jerk. And even though he is a lying jerk, that doesn't mean she knew he was a lying jerk. I mean, she definitely knew. But without solid proof, Doctor Kaslak has the right to be super offended by her assumption that he is what he actually is. Also, she's a woman. I'm sure that played a part. How dare a woman describe him in perfect detail!

• The anonymous gift of the Black Diamond pleases Shayera to no end. She immediately puts it on so that it highlights her cleavage while Katar mutters and mumbles and reminds me why I dislike him so much.

• On the moon, Eclipso thinks, "Wait. What?! Why is one of my Black Diamonds being wasted on Hawkwoman?! Ugh! I might as well possess Green Arrow or Aquaman!"

• Oh, I just realized Aquaman didn't get to participate in this Crossover Event. What a loser!

Okay, I assumed they were already fucking. I guess "Peacock" isn't Shayera's fuck name for Katar. I guess it's an insult!

• I'm glad my nickname isn't Peacock because then I'd constantly have to dress extravagantly so that nobody would assume the nickname was describing the size of my dingle.

• I wonder if Katar is embarrassed to tell Shayera that he loves her because they're brother and sister?

• While Katar breaks up with his current girlfriend, Shayera goes on the Howard Stern show. Or DC's equivalent: Tod Sweeney. Was his only appearance in this annual? I wonder how many variations of Howard Stern exist in the DCU?

• Tod Sweeney asks Shayera if she wants to have baloney thrown at her ass and her reaction isn't great.

Obviously if some sexist jerk sexually harasses you, it's time to destroy the local government.

• You might be thinking, "Tess, that sounds like bullshit. Are you writing bullshit again? Can I call you Tess? Or should I call you by your Christian name, Mx. Bullshit?" Well, let me explain something to you, you snarky asshole. Um, yeah, it was bullshit. But look at DC's version of Howard Stern there! He's less Howard Stern and more Frank Rossitano from 30 Rock! Who's going to take any sexual harassment from him seriously? And Shayera?! She looks like Grace Slick in the middle of the video for "We Built This City" as it slowly dawns on her that she's just killed her career! If I'm given bullshit to work with, I'm going to excrete bullshit! It's, um, science! And, if you remember from earlier, I'm a scientist!

• Eclipso, taking Shayera's anger literally because what does he know about the difference between local government buildings and local government bodies, flies off to destroy city hall⁵. Everybody is terrified because usually it's Hawkman that loses all of his cool and does something terribly stupid. But now it's Hawkwoman because Howard Sweeney called her Hawkgirl and through lunch meet into her butthole.

Like most cops⁷, this guy has a really American grasp on the law. Vandalism equals the death penalty without trial. Capitalism demands sacrifice!

• Hawkman convinces Shayera that she's killed the building and even Eclipso realizes that was a stupid plan to stop her vengeance. But he accepts it so he can get on with using her for other things. Like, um, flying stuff around and, um, flying other stuff around. I'm really not sure why he wants Hawkwoman. I guess he's just taking whom he can based on the chance of the Black Diamonds falling into their hands.

• Shayera flies off and leaves the Black Diamond with Hawkman, making a point of wondering if it even matters. Are two Hawkpeople better than one Hawkperson? Probably not.

• Hawkman takes about two minutes to lose his cool and become Eclipso. I mean, he manifests an Eclipso. Which means, according to Anarky's notes from Robin Annual #1, Hawkwoman is an aggressive persona and Hawkman is a passive persona.

• I guess when Katar realizes he activated the Black Diamond but before he vomits up a manifestation, he says, "Damn me," thus assuring that the monster will go after him. It should just kill him after but for the first time in the series⁸, the person who manifested the monster did not simply pass out. Katar is fully awake and retains his senses as the manifestation tries to kill him.

Eclipso showing he understands the situation in the same way I do.

• Somehow the battle has been going on all night because Hawkman is saved by the rising sun. Weird that Eclipso didn't realize the sun was about to rise and that Hawkman wouldn't be dead. Maybe he can't tell, from his crater in the dark side of the moon, how much time has passed on Earth. Like, he can't know exactly how much night is left once he manifests from a Black Diamond, right?

• During the day, Hawkman does some research into Eclipso. Oh, he doesn't do anything as academic as go to the library or read a book. No, no. He threatens to kill Doctor Kaslak until the Doctor tells him how to stop Eclipso. Man, I would have fucking eased through college if I'd known that trick!

• STAR Labs makes Hawkman some "moonlight intensifiers" with which to blast Eclipso. I feel like Ostrander was taking the piss out of this whole crossover by pointing out that moonlight was sunlight and it should fuck up Eclipso just as much as, say, a toy lightsaber charged by the sun. Ostrander shows so much scorn for this whole project in Hawkman's speech about moonlight that I could easily be convinced that Ostrander added some of his own shit to the brown ink used for this annual.

• Hawkman manages to defeat the manifestation he created but he blinds himself when he uses the "moonlight intensifiers" on it. After that, he basically gets his ass kicked by Hawkwoman until he hides and she retreats for the final battle.

The Ranking!
Blech! This stupid crossover got me reading Robin books and Hawkman books? I'm so glad I seem to have missed the Green Arrow annual! I'm not sure I could have survived reading sixty page issues of those three characters all in a row! Maybe I would have survived physically but would my life have been worth living after what it would have done to my psyche? I'm glad I didn't have to find out! My main question after reading this annual is this: Fans of Hawkman actually exist?!


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¹ I have no fucking clue who Peacock is.
² The dumbest heroes in the present DCU. Or else that superlative³ would go to the Legion of Super-heroes.
³ I know being dumb isn't indicative of something of high quality. I just mean that they're, you know, the greatest at being dumb.
⁴ Still undefeated in Master Debate Club!
⁵ The building and not the people. That's what I was trying to point out when I interrupted the sentence with that clause that maybe didn't explain enough? But maybe it did and I'm just being too cautious now because I know my audience is the dumbest collective of people in the world⁶.
⁶ The Internet.
⁷ I'm assuming that a "superintendent" is a cop. Am I wrong?
⁸ At least, I think this is the first time this has happened.

Batman: Gotham Nights #4 (April 1992)

"One order of doughnut holes coming up!"

The Cover
I always knew Batman was a peeper. Dirty fucking scuzzy peeper. Especially loves peeping people shooting other people. Secret gun lover, that guy. I, who am not a secret gun lover, have no idea if this is how you sight a shotgun. I figured you just sort of it pointed it in approximately the right direction and pulled the trigger. After that, you've probably hit the thing you were aiming at as well as everything else in your field of vision. On a side note, those cupcakes look disgusting. Probably because they're muffins. Gross. Muffins are an affront to the Cupcake God. Fucking waste of time.

The big problem with the cover only reveals itself after reading the issue. Rosemary goes up on the roof of the train station to threaten people with a rifle. Now, I'm not one of those people who needs the comic book cover to depict the actual story inside. I've been reading them for forty years! I know how it works. But am I naïve to think that Eduardo Barreto was just sent a note that read "Cover: Rosemary with a gun"? Maybe that's me just giving the benefit of the doubt to the artist when what I'm certain happened was that Eduardo was sent the script along with that note and, being an artist, he was all, "I'm not fucking reading all that!" That isn't a criticism of the literacy of artists! That's just the reality based on all the fucking artists I'm friends with!

The Story So Far
Don't worry about it. It's not like Rosemary, Jennifer, Jimmy, Dio, Migdalia, Joel, and Emma are going to remain in continuity after this. And Batman's mostly just been on the cover in some form or another.

The Story
This issue is called "Heart of the City" so I'm assuming we're going to learn what makes Gotham tick. It's probably not Batman because he's not really important to this story, remember? I just fucking mentioned that. My guess is we'll learn that violence is the heart of the Gotham City. Or maybe just crime in general. Corruption perhaps? Certainly not hope or love or brotherhood.

Fucking Ostrander's home library probably won a world record for most least interesting books in one place.

Some cities, particularly the ones with the huge Gothic cathedrals, also reflect mankind's sexual frustrations due to religious dogma. But I don't know what that (the Abrams' quote and my nonsense) has to do with this story. My guess is nothing specific. Ostrander just wants to remind the readers that Gotham figures large in the minds of its citizens. The city is shaped by the people and, recursively, shapes the people. And since the heart of the city is violence (according to some genius I read earlier), just about everybody introduced in this story so far has gotten their hands on a gun. Kojak bang bang!

Dio takes his gun and follows his wife around the city hoping that she'll meet with her ex-lover and he can blow up to three people's brains out. Most of his internal monologue revolves around which brains to blow out and in which order. Joel carries his gun to a meeting with his doctor because, well, I don't fucking know. I mean, I know why he does! Ostrander needed another point of tension and drama. But what's his motivation for carrying it to the doctor's appointment, Mr. Ostrander? I get that you want the reader to wonder if he's going to use it against somebody on the streets of Gotham because he's angry and they're rude and he's dying and they're having the times of their lives. Ultimately though, Joel's gun is just a red herring. He never uses and never really has any intention of using it. He's just sad and angry and depressed and afraid for his wife's future. The gun that does matter is the rifle that Rosemary brings to work.

In 1992, nobody was tricked by government propaganda into believing the snitch line "If you see something, say something."

Mamoud, Rosemary's co-worker, just chalks up her bringing a rifle to work as crazy white nonsense. He doesn't say it in so many words but you can tell that's what he went home to tell his friends later. I wish Mamoud was one of the main characters. He seems chill and likeable. Although, if I have to be honest with myself on this occasion, I suppose if Mamoud was the main character, I'd never shut up about how fucking boring the comic book was. "He's just making fucking doughnuts at his stupid job which some idiot stupidly called 'Dounuts'! Why can't he bring a gun to work and start shooting people?!"

Once all the main characters (excepting Rosemary) wind up on the streets outside the train terminal, Rosemary begins shooting from the observation deck. We'll eventually learn that she's not actively trying to hurt anybody and that she's a sharpshooter so nobody was ever in any danger at all. She's just trying to be a threat so that Batman will arrive and she can fuck him. The problem is, Batman has no idea what she's talking about when she calls him Frank and tells him that she loves him too. Batman, being the emotionless monster he is, simply passes her over to Gordon and the other cops after telling her he has no idea what the fuck she's going on about. Does she ever come back as a super villain? "The Dounut!"

Some of the other main characters I haven't mentioned: the taxi, the traffic signal, the car headlight.

During the shooting spree, Jimmy realizes he loves Jennifer. Joel realize he doesn't want to murder/suicide Emma. And Dio just wants to martyr himself for all the other citizens of Gotham because his wife's probably fucking somebody else and his kid probably isn't his. At least that's what he thinks. But he's wrong. Everybody's wrong, actually. I mean, sure, Joel's still dying of cancer. It's all the stuff each character believes that they didn't hear from their doctor that's wrong. Jennifer actually wants a stable relationship even at the risk of being hurt. Jimmy wants to get past his wife's death and try again. Dio is the father of Migdalia's child and Migdalia hasn't been cheating on him at all. She just had a job while he was in prison. And Batman isn't Frank and doesn't love Rosemary. Funny how all of those things could have been worked out through communication instead of guns. Although it was the guns that caused everybody to start communicating so, um, I guess guns are good? They're problem solvers? Is that the moral of this story?

The story ends not with Batman saving anybody (since nobody was actually in any danger anyway) but with Bruce Wayne saving the day with his money! Through Joel's doctor, Bruce heard about an elderly Black couple with money and mortality problems and he decided to offer them both jobs with $100,000 salaries! Could that be the end of every Batman story? He just goes to The Penguin and is all, "How about a job for $100,000 a year?" And then he tells The Riddler, "You can run my new kid's magazine company for $100,000 a year!" And then he hires The Joker for corporate events at $100,000 a year and puts Bane on the Wayne Foundation Wrestling Circuit for $100,000 a year and, well, you see the pattern, right?

The Ranking
Holy shit am I glad this was only four issues because I could not give a fuck about any of these people after two and a half! Except maybe Rosemary. I could read more comics starring Rosemary the Dounut Lady. She might as well be one of Batman's villains seeing as how she's already suffering from mental illness. I hope when I get to John Ostrander's Suicide Squad, it's as interesting as I remember and nothing like this! Not that this was bad. It was a well told story that kept me from thinking about my future non-existence for a good amount of time. It's just that I'm an adult now. I don't want to read a story about a woman who loves to fuck but then not get seven pages of detailed fucking pictures! Hmm, maybe I'd enjoy some Comicsgate comics on Kickstarter? I bet all of their comics are total perv shows! The only problem is I need some good story to my porn and I'm sure Comicsgaters can't fucking tell a story to sell a comic book without a bunch of angry incel fans worked up via slimy YouTube videos with links to their Patreons and Kickstarters.

Batman: Gotham Nights #3 (March 1992)

So much shit happening in Gotham and Batman's gotta hassle Joel and Emma for "sitting on a park bench at night while Black".

The Cover
When I saw this cover, I thought, "Did this inspire Alan Grant to name his series Shadow of the Bat?" Then I looked up the release dates of this issue and Shadow of the Bat #1 because I knew it would be close. This came out about three weeks before Shadow of the Bat #1 So that doesn't make a lot of sense. But Eduardo Barreto may have known about Grant's upcoming series and was all, "Yeah! The shadow of the bat! Iconic, right?!" Of course, the idea that the shadow of Batman is an iconic image that falls across the faces of unsuspecting criminals as they're doing their criming just means that Barreto and Grant didn't need any specific outside influences to come up with their covers and the names of their comic book series, respectively. In other words, I should just delete everything I just wrote since it ultimately comes to naught. Then I should replace it with something like, "Barreto's cover for this issue shows how the people of Gotham do not just live under the constant light of the Bat Signal signifying danger and chaos (or justice and order?) but also under the direct shadow of the man who will pass judgment on them." The Bat Signal from last issue is a light in the dark. It is the hope. It is for the dreams of the people to live in a safe city. Batman's shadow, the swathe of darkness passing across the city, signifies fear and danger. For the criminals, of course! Not for old dying men and their wives wondering where to buy a shotgun in the middle of the night sitting on a park bench.

The Story So Far
The stories of the people we were introduced to in Issue #1 advanced a little in Issue #2, some more than others. Jennifer and Dio had the most plot progression as they engaged in conflict with intimate partners. Jennifer finding out the guy she just met that day who told her how he lied for a living was lying to her. And Dio, a criminal on parole, engaging in more criminal behavior and accusing his wife of infidelity. Noel learned he had six months left to live but, being that he looks like he's eighty, it couldn't have come as too much of a shock. I understand that being given a fairly credible end date to your life must be shocking no matter when it happens. But don't eighty year olds live every day thinking, "Fucking Christ oh my God it could happen at any moment how do I fucking block out the thought holy shit holy shit holy shit"? I've been thinking that way since I was nineteen! And, yes, I know that isn't healthy! Obviously I wish my brain worked differently!

Rosemary's story didn't really advance much either. She had a wet dream about marrying Batman with Lobo in attendance (that's what made it wet) and then cried when she woke up to her normal life. And, finally, we learned Jimmy, Jennifer's not-gay-at-all friend, was wrestling with the demons of a past relationship. It's possible he killed her and Jennifer's fucking lucky she hasn't climbed into bed with that psycho. Maybe hooking up with Ray the Lying Liar was a lucky break!

Batman's story so far? He wasn't anywhere to be seen last issue. But then this comic book isn't about him so what did you expect?!

The Story
This issue is called "Organisms". Why? How the fuck should I know! The majority of my reading consists of pictures with words. You think I'm able to make intuitive leaps of logic based on a word I can barely spell?! It is a weird choice though after "Giants" and "Dreams". Giants purported to describe the people which I'm guessing the "Organisms" is also describing. Sure, "Giants" could have specifically meant the buildings but the quote by Frank Lloyd Wright made it pretty clear Ostrander was talking about the residents of Gotham. And then we learned about the huge dreams of the sleeping giants. Now, in the light of day, everybody is just reduced to the generic "Organisms"? Like rats in a maze? Like amoeba on lice on rats in a maze? Seems like a real drop in stature for the main characters of this book.

Oh look! Batman made the first page! I think. I suppose Alfred could be driving. You know what? Never mind.

There's a famous quote from Tennessee that I think about every time a comic book tries to trick me into believing a whole load of bullpucky: "Fool me once, shame on . . . shame on you. Fool me . . . you can't get fooled again." So very fucking wise.

The point of view follows the Batmobile as it drives home for the night as Ostrander, high as fuck on cough medicine, rambles about who can fucking tell?

This sounds suspiciously like an Ann Nocenti script.

I suspect what Ostrander's trying to say here in a super fancy "Look at the Professional Writer!" way is that the criminal element use their dreams of doing crime to steal the dreams of the people who don't do crime but the "dream hunters" (meaning Batman and the cops) make sure to drive their dreams right into the dirt and shit on them. But then Batman goes home to take a nap and dream about all the cash his cash makes without anybody having to do anything and also of coming on Catwoman's tits.

Ostrander gives birth to a few more Narration Boxes about dreams and the dreamers and dreams that dream and die and more dreams being born before he gets to the point: the dreamers are their dreams; they cannot be separated. After that, we get to see Jennifer in a towel fresh from a shower, as if this were a David Finch or Tony S. Daniels comic book.

Oh, sorry. Not like those perverts at all. Jennifer's actually wearing an appropriate length towel.

Jennifer's shocked to find lady products in Ray the Lying Liar's bathroom because she doesn't understand the concept of having a sister who sometimes visits her brother in the big city. Also Ray admitted that he lies about everything so maybe she should assume the worst: Ray has a vagina! Wait. Is that the worst? I think I misspoke because I'm getting super horny thinking about my new version of this story.

Jennifer acts a bit hurt and grumpy over breakfast because she realizes Ray loves to fuck. But she loves to fuck too! They have that in common! Shouldn't she be excited? Well, no, I guess not. She finds it kind of gross that Ray wined, dined, and fucked her and now he's all, "Casual sex is pretty awesome!" But Jennifer seems kind of down on it for some reason. Ray makes a great point about how he didn't promise anything more than the good time they had and Jennifer throws out a hypothetical situation that if he had promised more it would have been a lie anyway because he confessed to lying all the time so she has a right to be angry because he, theoretically, lied to her.

I'm confused. Maybe they should just fuck again?

I don't understand his point about how Jennifer uses sex to keep people at a distance when having sex with a person means you're closer to them than ever. Have I been doing sex wrong?! Am I supposed to fling my semen at them from across the room? Is the only actual sex I've ever seen that scene in the prison from The Silence of the Lambs?!

If that's how Ray makes sure a one-night stand stays a one-night stand, he's pretty cool. Unless that's just how Jennifer makes sure a one-night stand remains a one-night stand. Then she's pretty cool! Are they both cool? Did they both just use their one-night stand tricks on each other? Was that a successful night for both of them?

At the same time Ray and Jennifer are arguing, Dio and Migdalia, his wife, are arguing as well. Dio comes in the window after being out all night, tells Migdalia to not question his actions, tells her to divorce him, and then leaves by the window. Does the apartment not have a door? How cheap must the rent be there?

Later at the train station where everything important happens, Batman buys a doughnut from the crazy lady and checks out Jennifer's ass.

Okay, so that's not Batman. It's Frank. But Rosemary believes he's Batman.

Jennifer finds Jimmy and cries on his shoulder about how mean the man she fucked the night before was. Jimmy probably doesn't mind because he's still fucking a ghost. Hopefully it's the ghost of a woman he killed and he'll wind up killing Jennifer too. I don't mean "hopefully" in the way you think I do! I don't want Jennifer to get killed. But I do want to read an exciting comic book.

Luckily for me and my need for excitement, Joel gets his hands on a gun so that he and Emma can die as one. Doesn't seem super fair to Emma but if she finds it romantic, who am I to say otherwise? What do I know about romance? I only just realized that I've been doing sex wrong!

Jimmy tells Jennifer about his wife and how she was killed by The Joker's gas. He blames himself because they'd had a fight and he left her on the streets of Gotham. He should blame Batman for never killing The Joker! Jennifer gets super wet over the story and realizes it was Jimmy she's wanted to fuck all along. But Jimmy's kind of pissed at her now and he heads to work without any promise of seeing her later. Her eyes turn into hearts now that Jimmy has told a story where he showed a little passion and also because he sort of shit on her and the way she acted with Ray. She needs to have sex with him now to keep him at a distance so that he can't hurt her!

Dio also gets his hands on a gun because he's got a cheating wife and her lover to kill. And since I've seen the cover to Issue #4, I know Rosemary also winds up with a gun. I guess Issue #4 will just be a wild shootout at the train terminal!

The Ranking
I felt like nothing actually happened this issue but then I guess that's sort of the point of this series, isn't it? Life just goes on in the normal, mundane, boring way that it goes on with little ripples of emotion and passion. In those moments, unseen feelings build, tensions grow, and people get their hands on guns. Then Batman has to save everybody's day after which he shakes his head and crushes the guns in his hands. Then The Joker kills another 3% of the population while Batman shakes his fists and screams, "Why didn't I just save one of those guns?!"

Batman: Gotham Nights #2 (April 1992)

Please let the scene where Jennifer fucks this guy be six pages long.

The Cover
Eduardo Barreto fills this month's cover with signs of doom. The Pearl Necklace indicating the worst night of Batman's life. The Bat Signal signaling a violent night in Gotham. The red balloon about to cause a nuclear war. The admitted liar on the verge of manhandling Jennifer. The sidebar declaring mundane nobodies as the main characters of this series. Okay, that last one wasn't because of Barreto. But it's still an indicator of a bad time. I'll admit that whatever the actual focal point of the cover is (Jennifer's face? The Bat Signal? The lying dude's cowlick?), I can't stop staring at Jennifer rubbing her ass against the guy's stiffening member. If I had been the editor on this series, I would have asked Eduardo to shift the focus down and to the right, maybe even chopping Jenn and her man's head off at the chins.

Once again, the cover's a bit too on this side of realism for me to love it. But I enjoyed it and think it's well done and it almost has nipples. So great job, Ed!

The Story So Far
Batman hunts down a missing child in the background of a story centering six regular citizens of Gotham. One is a guy who loves a girl who loves to fuck but is too shy to admit he wants to fuck her. One is a gal working at a terribly named doughnut shop with a delusion that one of her customers is in love with her and probably Batman. One is a man with six months to live. One is the wife of the man with six months to live whose name is Emma and not Woman, although Ostrander took far too long to put it on paper. One is a man on parole whom Batman's watching carefully, believing he's got something to do with the missing kid. That man is also possibly an alcoholic and a terrible husband and father. Oh yeah, the last one is the woman who loves to fuck (as many women do so it's a weird thing to center her character on except that it allows Ostrander to put her in a precarious situation by wanting to fuck a lying liar scumbag). How all these stories will converge or what they'll say about Gotham in general, I'm not sure. Maybe they'll help save Batman at some point. Maybe they'll just struggle through their problems without Batman ever noticing. Maybe we'll see how even the citizens of Gotham can be heroes and villains on a smaller scale than we normally see. Earlier, before I sat down to read this comic and write about it, I had a thought about the direction this story would take and said to myself, "That's probably it!" But I've forgotten that thought since then because I was concentrating on something else in the forefront of my brain, like making breakfast or jerking off or both. I don't remember!

The Story
Last issue was called "Giants". The idea was based on a Frank Lloyd Wright comment about New York looking like it was built for giants (I guess? I'm trusting Ostrander and not looking it up myself and also that, in the DC Universe, Frank Lloyd Wright was talking about Gotham even though Gotham is in New Jersey. I think) and how the people who live there embraced that idea and think of themselves as giants, as the kind of people strong enough to live in such a scary and chaotic place. So this one is called "Dreams" because, I'm guessing, we'll see the kinds of lives these giants dream of living. I'm sure Ostrander will give us another quote from a famous person to get the ball rolling. Maybe one from Jung?

Or he'll go even more mainstream and choose this old gem we've all heard way too many times to count. It's practically "The Second Coming" it gets quoted so much.

The first thing that came to mind when I read that quote was the feeling the first time someone you've just met puts their hand down the front of your pants. Those are my favorite people to let into my bubble of territoriality. Is there anything better in life? I'm going to say, "Almost certainly not." If I had to forget one great work of literature that I read and thought often about every time some new person stuck a hand down the front of my pants, I'd make that deal in a heartbeat! "Pynchon who?" I'd respond to the librarian whom I was praying would put her hand down the front of my pants so I could forget Of Mice and Men. I think the loss of a memory of a book would have to be random because the deal would be too good to be true if you were able to choose which book you'd forget and the book didn't have to be a great work of literature. Off the top of my head, I already have sixteen free hands-down-the-front-of-my-jeans moments as I desperately attempted to forget every Piers Anthony book I'd ever read. Losing my memory of The Color of Her Panties while getting a hand job? Two birds with one ecstatic grip, that one!

Jenny and Mr. Lies-a-Lot continue their day with a stroll through the park. They pass Joel and Emma who sit on a bench discussing how Emma will live her life after Joel's dead. Turns out Joel's an incurable romantic.

"With all that's left after I'm dead, you might just be able to afford a shotgun."

Jimmy managed to catch the train back to the suburbs even though he nearly missed it waiting for Jennifer. Apparently he hasn't tried to get between Jenny's legs not because he's gay but because he's wrestling with the ghost of his last relationship.

I'd say literally but that word has been ruined by the kinds of people who spell lose with two "o"s. Also he's not technically wrestling with it so saying literally would feel wrong.

I picked up some more Shadow of the Bat issues at my local comic book store's year end sale! But I can't read them until I get through with this comic book about regular people. I hope they all wind up victims of The Joker by the end. Not because I'm a monster! Because Ostrander wants us to see the kinds of everyday people who suffer for Batman's choice to not kill! All their deaths should be on Batman's head!

Dio decides to get back into crime because his girl didn't have any beer waiting for him when he got home from seeing his parole officer. Man, I know exactly what that's like! Except for being on parole. And getting back into crime. And drinking a beer when I get home. But that part about having a girl! Man, I totally know what that's like! You other comic book nerds might not know what it's like but let me tell you: it's probably so sweet! I mean, it is sweet! Super sweet!

I have a philosophical question. If I were to rate all of my sexual experiences across my lifetime, should I include the time that girl with the huge tits draped herself across my back at the skating rink? Probably, right? It's not like I could stand up anytime soon after that seeing that I chose to wear sweat pants that night. And I was like fourteen. Also, if I'd come in my pants (which I assure you I did not do that time!), could I mark that as the night I lost my virginity? Probably, right?

The guy whom Dio punched in the face earlier that day is heading up the crew about to do some crime. He allows Dio to join because Dio teaches them how to defeat Batman: run like hell. The crime leader finds it so amusing that he pretends to forget that Dio punched him. I say "pretends" because he's probably setting Dio up to take the fall for whatever crime they're doing. Wouldn't you?! The jerk punched him in the face earlier! And all he did to deserve it was call his wife a whore! Is that fair?

While Dio's fucking up his life, Rosemary has a sexy dream about Batman.

According to Herr Horndog Freud, penetrating somebody with a spear in a dream is totally a sex dream.

See that? Ostrander himself understands why I want to see all of these people dead at the hands of The Joker by the end of this comic book! I'm not a monster at all! Although the woman having this dream might very well be a monster (though not through any fault of her own (what monsters are monsters through faults of their own? We're living in the 21st Century! We understand that the real monsters are Beowulf and The Wizard of Oz and cops (well, cops were always seen as the bad guy until the '80s began a thirty-year trend of Copaganda)!). She's probably dealing with untreated schizophrenia) and she's having the same thoughts that I had thus by the associative property, I will now stop thinking about it and once again declare: I am not a monster!

One of Rosemary's issues is that she's suffering from a form of body dysmorphia. She views herself as the only thin woman in the world. This is best exemplified by the dream of her wedding with Batman (in which Lobo and Halo attend because Rosemary and I are basically the same person, I think).

Even the Helm of Nabu is chubby!

Dio and his buddies don't get busted by Batman because the Gotham Police show up at their crime. I'd be more descriptive about their crime but nobody has actually said which crime they were committing. Probably burglary. While running from the cops, Dio asks Crime Leader Facepunchy why he called his wife a whore. He tells Dio he was just talking shit and he didn't mean nothing by it but Dio heard some things while he was in jail and some of his anger isn't just from not having any beer. He's begun to suspect the baby isn't his which means Dio's wife and child are in serious danger. Know who else is probably in some serious danger? You guessed correctly! Jennifer!

Uh oh. Is Ostrander getting a little preachy here about a woman enjoying a vibrant sexual life?

Why's she gotta wake up thinking fucking yet another guy was a mistake? She shouldn't think this was a mistake until the guy begins dismembering her. Hopefully she's just kind of regretful because the sex was bad. "I didn't . . . not again. . .!" just means she picked another jerk who couldn't make her orgasm. Meanwhile, he's not in bed because he had to go make a phone call.

He's telling all his friends that he just got laid. You know, the way men do.

I wish I was being facetious about men having to tell their friends how much sex they're getting but, in my experience, it's sadly true. The number of times I've met up with friends after long periods of absence and they have to tell me all about how much pussy they were getting. Instead of tuning out until they're done wiping their dick across my face, I should come up with healthy ways to handle this sort of thing. Maybe mirroring their stories but slowly revealing that all the sex I was having was with sheep. Or beginning a story, "Speaking of sex, remember that time you came home and I was waiting for you with your sweaty and satisfied mom in your living room?"

Jennifer accuses Ray the Expert Liar of being on the phone with another woman because she doesn't seem to know that thing about how men need to tell another man that they got laid or else it doesn't really count.

He's probably talking with his associates who helped kidnap the kid Batman's looking for. Or not. Maybe these stories don't tie together at all!

Dio arrives home from failing to crime correctly only to find his wife just hanging up the phone. He knows how men only call people to tell them that they just got laid so he rips the phone out of the wall and accuses his wife of cheating on him. At least he doesn't hit her. Is not hitting a woman whom you think cheated on you because your self-esteem is in the toilet due to your criminal past and your failure to make anything of yourself a noble trait? His wife seems to know he isn't abusive because she says right to his face that she should be sleeping around just to have a man around when she needs one. Sure, his hand is balled into a fist and maybe he was thinking of hitting her before he heard the sirens on the cop car pulling up outside. But his wife seems genuinely concerned for him so I think he's probably been a decent husband until his doubts and failures and Batman accusing him of kidnapping a child started him spiraling. Yeah, I'm making excuses for him! But mostly because of the way his wife reacts to him. She doesn't seem afraid of him; she seems incredibly worried for his mental health and well being.

The Ranking
What was Batman up to this night in Gotham?! We don't know because he didn't make an appearance. But the Bat Signal was in the sky all night, seen several times over the course of the issue. He was probably dreaming like everybody else. Dreaming of Catwoman's fat . . . um, you know what, that's a private thought. I need to learn not to type out private thoughts! "Keep your fat pussy lips discourse to yourself, you old pervert" is what I should continue to repeat over and over again in my head until main has been scrubbed of the horny. Also by "fat pussy lips", I meant Catwoman's recent lip fillers. It's, um, part of her disguise since her lips are the main thing you can see so she gets them filled before a job so that she's less recognizable when the mask comes off and the puffiness subsides. Um, anyway, this was a good issue that could have used a lot more Catwoman, preferably seen from the back while she's bending over.

Christ, I'm so glad my mother doesn't read this blog!

Batman: Gotham Nights #1 (March 1992)

Three disparate fonts in one comic book title might be a Guinness world record.

The Cover
The sidebar on this cover gives Batman second billing to the people of Gotham. But the comic book isn't called The People of Gotham: Gotham Nights for some reason. That season probably has something to do with DC wanting to sell as many issues of this comic book as possible. The art, by Eduardo Barreto, isn't a style that makes my morning wood become "midday wood standing in the middle of a comic book store looking at the new releases rack." It's definitely not bad art! It's that kind of raw and gritty and realistic art that I can appreciate as being well done but remains too far from the cartoony, animated, whimsical, loads of boobies style that I can really get behind. I love that Batman, who gets second billing no matter what the top of the comic book is trying to sell readers, lurks in the background behind the citizen of Gotham. It's a perfect encapsulation for what I think Ostrander's going for in this series (having not read it since 1992 basically means I've never read it, memory (especially my own) being what it is). "This is not a Batman story," the cover states. Sort of. I mean, we've all seen Batman covers like this. But I think those generally try to make Batman at least somewhat a focus of the cover. The focus of this cover is obviously the gun. Then you glance at the guy. And if you're not bored by then because you're thinking, "Why the fuck do I want to read a comic book about ordinary people who just happen to live in Gotham? Dumb!", you might notice Batman, his features hidden by being backlit by the moon. It's a really good fucking cover and I'd like to say I purchased this comic book because the cover was as intriguing as it was even though it claims to be about Gotham citizens. But I know for a fact that I only bought it because John Ostrander was writing it. Sorry, Eduardo! You did so much work and yet I'm that comic book reading asshole who really only cares about three things: 1. Who wrote this? 2. Is Lobo in this? 3. Is Ambush Bug in this?

The Story
This is a story about not Batman. I know it says "BATMAN" right there at the top of the comic book (a fact I've already pointed out about eight times in about seventeen sentences (that's almost half of them!)) but it's not. Did you not read the sidebar? Okay, it's sort of about Batman. But if you purchased it because you wanted to read a story where Batman commits violent acts of extreme justice, you're going to be super sad (I mean angry. If you bought it for those reasons, you're probably one of those people who think "emotions" means "anger").

One of the exciting things about publishing comic books when they cost about a dollar is that you could take chances on weird shit like this (especially if you slap "BATMAN" at the top). Publishing comic books this cheaply meant DC could experiment and people would purchase those experiments because why not? It's just a dollar! And don't think a dollar in 1992 was equal to five dollars today. It absolutely was not which is why I bought this in 1992 but I haven't purchased any new comic books in five years. And comic book shops would buy whatever the two main publishers put out because they were paying, at most, fifty to sixty cents per issue. And if nobody bought the copy new, they could still throw them in the quarter or fifty cent bins and either recoup their initial investment or minimize their loss.

Also, did I mention John Ostrander wrote this? That probably held a lot of weight on if somebody would buy it. I'm not familiar with Mary Mitchell so fingers crossed that she loved drawing women getting out of showers in towels and that a lot of scenes take place in locker rooms, saunas, and showers!

I'm not familiar enough yet with Mary Mitchell's style to know if this character is gay or if she just draws everybody running like that.

One page into Mary Mitchell's art and I'm, tentatively, a believer. Has Batman's chest logo ever been more adorable? It's got little feet! And Batman's cowl has tear ducts! So he can cry at the injustice of it all, I suppose. And the Gotham citizen running from Batman looks like he's just as afraid of the gun in his hands as he is of Batman.

I guess the main takeaway from page one though is that maybe this is a story about Batman. Maybe I shouldn't have judged the cover by the cover. Maybe the "BATMAN" at the top should have been more believable than the shit in the sidebar that really seemed to be added because editorial read the script and was all, "Batman isn't really the focus of this, is he, John?" And John Ostrander was all, "No, of course not. How interesting is that? Who can write a Batman story in this day and age with any new and interesting facets?! It can't be done!" And editorial was all, "Well, it had better be done because people aren't going to buy a Batman book without Batman." And John Ostrander was all, "I mean, look. This is obviously a Batman story! I'm just going to focus on how he interacts with the people he's obsessed with keeping out of harm's way! And their confusing relationship with the city, knowing that one desperate move by any of them could wind up in two broken arms, a broken leg, and a fractured spine. This guy's like Javert on a constant overdose of amphetamines!" Then editorial was all, "Whatever. Just make sure it's got enough Batman that nobody complains. We want zero letters from angry dorks over this, understand?!"

Batman chases Pack onto the subway tracks where a speeding train nearly kills them both and allows for Pack to escape (probably!). That's the prologue. That's the stuff that's supposed to get the reader excited. Now, I suppose, we'll discover what child fucking Batman is talking about and why Pack's involved. You know he's not involved in the way Batman thinks he is. You can tell by how scared he is of that fucking gun.

The real story begins with several pages describing Gotham City, it's architecture, and how it has affected and shaped the people living there.

The story of the stories of the people of Gotham begins with Rosemary Hayes. You might wonder, "Is she going to be important? Is this just a brief glimpse at one of the small lives in the big city? Will her story entangle itself in the stories of the other people? Will there be a hidden story about Batman saving the day off-stage but, if with a close reading, you can put all of the pieces together to see what actually happened? Have I read too much Infinite Jest?" A person picking up this comic book for the first time might think that. But a person who currently has all four issues in a stack and has looked at the cover of Issue #4 which shows Rosemary aiming down the barrel of a shotgun at somebody or something off-screen knows she'll tie in a bit more later.

People can argue about the spelling of doughnut all day long and the only thing they'll ever agree on is that it isn't spelled like Rosemary's place of work spells it.

Mary is either optimistically hopeful or seriously delusional. Perhaps those are just two expressions of the same attribute. But also I saw the cover to Issue #4 so probably delusional. She believes a man that orders from her every day is secretly in love with her. In her internal fantasy of his eventual declaration of love for her, she looks nothing like she actually looks. So, again, delusional. Although I'd still argue, quite emphatically, actually, that being optimistically hopeful is just a kind way of calling somebody seriously delusional.

Other characters who make the cover of Issues #2 and #3 begin their stories after Rosemary's. I guess this series isn't going to be as complicated as Infinite Jest. Probably less suicide too. Although maybe the same amount of obsession and addiction. Definitely zero tennis though. Who wants to read a comic book about tennis? I picked this up to read about Gotham nobodies!

The next two "main" characters: Joel and Woman.

After Joel and Woman, we're introduced to Jennifer and Jimmy. They're so much fun! Jennifer is all, "I love fucking guys but they're always terrible guys!" And Jimmy is all, "I'll buy you breakfast if you promise not to drop it when you think I've got AIDS!" And Jennifer is all, "Whoops!"

That pearl necklace she's wearing doesn't bode well for her avoiding being shot in an alley.

Jennifer assumes Jimmy's gay because he hasn't tried to fuck her even though every story she tells him begins and ends with her saying, "I just love dick!" He assures her that she isn't gay but I think what he's really doing is assuring the Comics Code Authority that he isn't gay while the readers are all, "Oh yeah. He's gay. Cool. Sad he can't embrace it though. He should also be telling stories where he begins and ends with 'I just love dick!'"

Jimmy assures Jennifer that they're friends because he wants to be her friend and not friends because he wants to fuck her. Jennifer is all, "Are you speaking English?" They agree to meet up at the end of the work day to take the same train back home like they do every day. While they're discussing this, an ominous looking man walks past them. He's ominous because he's got a dour look on his face and not because he looks like a Native American. Also because the "camera" focuses on him as he walks past.

It's at this point that Batman and Pack come running into the station. I guess this is the same chase from the night before? Batman finally catches pack by punching him in the face. Pack's jaw shatters in four places and causes him to drop the gun which lands at the feet of the ominous man. Pack acts like he knows this man.

Is that an attempted murder charge? Telling somebody else to murder somebody with the gun you just dropped? If it is, I wouldn't convict on it on the basis of "Jokes, man!"

Batman threatens Dio simply because the man he's been chasing all night knew him by name. When people say ACAB includes Batman, that ain't no joke. It doesn't help that Batman recognizes the guy as somebody he once put in prison. Batman says, "You were working for The Riddler." But the guy is all, "Naw, the Penguin." I bet Batman got that wrong on purpose to test the man's honesty. He claims he's on parole and going to see his parole officer and only knows Pack from the hood. But Batman is all, "I'm looking for a kidnapped child and this guy knows something and he knows you so I'm going to assume you know something. So look out, scuzzball." And Dio walks off thinking, "What the fuck? Am I in a Judge Dredd comic book?"

All the characters we met so far go about their boring days after the excitement of their morning commute. Dio gets in a fight with another parolee in the police station. Jennifer meets a guy she wants to fuck and stands up Jimmy. Joel learns he only has, at best, six months to live. Just a bunch of normal, boring everyday shit. Oh, we also learn Dio's an abusive asshole with a wife and baby. Maybe Batman will teach him a lesson about not being an abusive asshole and his family will live happily ever after. And maybe Joel will try to rob a bank to set up his wife, Woman, with money after he's dead. And maybe Jennifer will get The AIDS from all the guys she loves to fuck. And maybe Jimmy will learn he loves Jenny and come up with boring shit to say to strangers about boxes of chocolate. Oh, and Rosemary will murder the guy she believes loves her. And all while Batman tries to find some missing child, so obsessed with this one case that he misses all of these other cases happening all around him!

The Ranking
Ostrander tells a compelling story with just enough Batman to pull readers into the mundane peoples' lives. Plus it's the perfect length for a series like this. Four issues is the sweet spot. It's too bad that six became standard so companies could collect them in a standard sized graphic novel. Six is often way too many issues. I bet comic book companies would be able to sell more experimental projects if they just cut them down in length. I'm also a big proponent of lowering the prices on certain comics that might not be huge sellers. Sell them for two bucks and let the popular titles subsidize their existence. Open up the kinds of stories that can be told in these superhero universes! Especially if Lobo's involved somehow. Need way more Lobo. I'll probably start buying some new comics again in March because a new Lobo series is coming out. Might give Deathstroke a chance as well. But probably not another Citizens of Gotham series if DC ever does one. Well, it depends on who's writing it, I guess!

Justice League Quarterly #6 (Spring 1992)

Judging by Fire's expression, that nutcracker grabbed her by the clitoris.

That nutcracker is obviously nutting (or taking a shit (although taking a shit probably helps with nutting, depending on the size of it and how swole your prostate is and how much pressure's being put on it)). That might be why Wally and Ralph have such shocked and disgusted looks on their faces. Judging by Elongated Man's body, he might be getting nutted in right now. More information based on my extensive research of this cover (mostly just casually looking at it and believing everything it makes me think. You know, American research): Nutcracker semen flows orange, red, and black. That's a massive load that nutcracker cracked.

The main story begins by reminding readers that Sue Dibny is way out of Ralph's league.

I bet when Sue's alone, she dips her dildo in Gingold.

I don't know what Ralph's stretchy dick game is like but if I were Sue, I'd have made him sign a pre-nup that said if he ever did the nose twitch or the neck stretch while fucking me, I'd get everything in the divorce. So fucking gross.

Do you think Ralph can stretch his butthole? Like prolapsing his rectum but using it to catch a robber by his face? That's not too far-fetched, is it? Wasn't there a member of Sixpack's Section Eight who was just a walking asshole or something?

Sue suffers from therapeutic levels of low self-esteem and I know this because she's married to Ralph Dibny when she could be married to somebody hot and sexy and super cool like Bruce Wayne. But also because she says shit like this all the time:

You stay together because of your low self-esteem! Get out of there, hot stuff! His personality stinks and there's no way you married him for his looks!

You know? Every time I rant about Sue being way out of Ralph's league, my brain constantly screams underneath every other thought, "He has stretchy dick powers, dumbass!" I try to ignore it because I can't imagine the dick is good enough to have to look at Ralph stretch out his neck every fucking chance he gets because he's too lazy to walk his ass three feet to look out a window. But the proof is in their long-term marriage, I suppose. Ralph has a doctorate in rocking Sue's world.

Also lets revisit what Sue said in the above panel now that I'm off my oft-repeated rant on their marriage: it makes no fucking sense! You're only together so he doesn't lose you?! So if he wasn't afraid of losing you, you'd break up? Wait, wait. I think it's almost making sense in my head! No! I won't let it. It's dumb! I'm moving on! I have to get off the first page. There's still 79 more to go!

Sue discovers a board game left in the foyer of their hotel room so she decides to check it out by warping inside of it. It was either a trap or Sue has a new power (her old power was maintaining her love for Ralph even after seeing the neck thing more than once. I swear to fucking H.P.'s elder gods, I would have left him the moment his neck grew two centimeters longer than it regularly was). Ralph, after declaring he could never lose Sue, has lost Sue. Ralph suspects she's been kidnapped and, according to the cover, maybe she has been? By a nutcracker? But Ralph and Sue are also currently on vacation in Seaside City (DC's Atlantic City, I suppose, because they were there to gamble), so it's possible Sue just thought up a fun detective game for her husband to distract him all weekend and keep him from trying to put his Stretch Armstrong inside her Slip 'n' Slide.

The board game Ralph finds is called Land Baron. So it's DC's version of Monopoly so I'm guessing it's based on Seaside City. Ralph opens up the box and finds the pieces are in the shape of super hero logos! So the game is tied in to Sue's disappearance!

The big white square must represent Rocket Red because he's super boring and unhip.

The cube actually represents Ice which is super rude being that last issue was all about raising her self-esteem. And now her piece is a boring white square?! Luckily, Fire rounded up all the heroes who had game pieces representing them in the box without Ralph telling her about them: a lightning bolt for Flash, a Green Lantern ring for Guy, a lighter for Fire, and a big red Superman dildo for Rocket Red. Oh! I get it! Ice just grabbed Rocket Red's boring square because she didn't want people realizing the dildo represented her! She was all, "Oh, um, I must be this ice cube! So weird that Dmitri is the red dildo! Must be to represent how Communism fucks you!" Fire wink because she's seen Ice's massive Superman rocket wang. And probably Superman's real massive rocket wang! She loves to fuck people!

You would think there would be clues about how to find Sue on the game board itself but Ralph just shoves everything into the box and decides they should go check out the place where the game is manufactured. Is that how detective work usually goes? "Hey, the murder weapon was left at the crime scene! We should investigate the company that made the gun. Maybe they'll know something!" Ralph is shit at detectivanting.

Guy has a long history of head injuries.

Holy shit! Was Mark Waid setting up some new Guy Gardner lore that never took hold because it was dropped in the fucking Quarterly?! If Guy had a head injury as a kid that changed his personality, as we've seen he's prone to, then he started off as a fucking terrible bastard! Then the fall from the roof when the parachute didn't open turned him into potential Green Lantern material! Until the head injury from the, um, faulty Green Lantern, I think it was, that turned him into the pissed off woman-hater that I love so much! Then between Batman punching him in the noggin' and banging his head on the JLA security console, he returned reverted to super nice guy Guy. And then he got hit on the head again somehow — Lobo maybe? — and he returned to his natural state! Of course, there's a lot of Guy history we don't know about so it's hard to tell how many times he's had severe brain injuries and how many times his personality has flipped and flopped. But we can only judge on what we've been told in the stories and, as far as I'm concerned, good old heroic Guy Gardner who became Green Lantern back-up was brain trauma personality from his fall as a kid! Guy really is an asshole!

Aside from all that, Fire's cold response to Guy warms the heartles of my cock. No wait. Strike that. Reverse it. Chills the heartles of my cock!

Sue's kidnappers probably put so much work into sticking clues all over the board game and the cards and Ralph just goes, "Fuck the game. Let's go on a wild goose chase!"

Only it wasn't a wild goose chase, was it? Of course not! Mark Waid only has 36 pages to tell this story and he's not going to waste them on having the heroes go check out boring dead end lead after boring dead end lead. And the only thing more boring than actually playing Monopoly is reading about other people playing Monopoly! So he couldn't go the having the clues to the mystery be in the game route either. So instead, Ralph makes the right call and immediately everybody is attacked by two massive nutcrackers.

If Metamorpho were here, he'd definitely be cracking nut jokes!

Guy Gardner blows the shit up out of one, as, um, Dmitri would say and not as a terrible writer would write, I mean, and Ralph gets annoyed with him because Ralph wanted it captured intact. Why?! He already knows where it was manufactured and since that's his one big detective move, it doesn't matter what happens to it. But Dmitri, being a man who loves to lick the insides of his leader's colon (the tastiest parts are like, four, five inches in), takes down the other one a little more tactfully. Ralph is all, "Yes! We did it! We're safe and now we just have to find out where this giant nutcracker was made!" But guess what? They aren't safe at all!

Fire's on fire this issue!

Turns out the nutcracker's head was full of automated army men who spill out like baby spiders from an egg sac you thought was a pimple only to realize, after popping it and seeing the tiny army of aliens beasts flood out of the seeping wound, that you'd rather be dead if shit like this can happen to the human body. Or maybe it wasn't quite like that because I looked at the images on the page and the need to tear my eyes out of my head maintained a steady level of the usual 7%.

Wally gets shot in the ass though! What's wrong? Can't outrun tiny bullets?

This consequences of this battle are so low stake that the Justice League manage to work like a team and destroy several dozen tiny army men in only two pages. Nobody gets hurt (except maybe Fire's dignity after Guy suggests she's fucked her way through the Marine Corps) and soon they're inside chumming it up with the company's Official Archivist for Barton Toys, Bartholomew Barton. He definitely comes in his pants when Ralph shows him the first edition of Land Baron but I'm not sure how many times. Did he come when he said, "Oh!" And again when he followed that up with, "Oh, oh, oh!" And then maybe one more time when he walked stiff-leggedly away squealing, "Oh, frabjous, frabjous day!"?

Ralph's gut instinct proves right when Bartholomew the Pants Jizzer breaks out an ultraviolet light to see the watermark on the game board that would prove that it's a first edition. I'm saying it was Ralph's "gut instinct" because the clue to what happened to Sue is revealed on the board under ultraviolet light which makes absolutely no sense if the guy who kidnapped Sue really wanted people to know it was a ransom ploy for ten million dollars. Maybe leave a fucking note on one of the Community Breast cards that reads, "You Won $10 Million Dollars marrying a rich broad way out of your league! Now come to the Promenade and give it to me or Sue dies way before Identity Crisis!"

This is supposedly Bartholomew so maybe this whole thing isn't supposed to make sense.

It would be weird if this were a mere kidnapping and the kidnapper left a clue that was all, "You should bring more members of the Justice League with you!" So this Bartholomew and his double must have some other plan besides ransoming Sue. Although that still doesn't explain how lucky they got that Ralph's first inclination was to take the game to the factory where these guys were waiting for them to reveal their stupid ransom ploy! Man, I fucking hate comic books.

No wait! I just remembered why I love comic books!

What the fuck is on that woman's neck? Is it the penis of her previous lover?!

Ralph has had the same thought that I had: Sue set up this whole mystery for their vacation. He says it's because Sue does this every year for his birthday. But then Flash points out that his birthday is still one week away. That's when Ralph finally panics and starts taking Sue's disappearance seriously. I think he finally realized that maybe Sue is behind it all but she's using as an excuse to get the fuck out of her marriage with Rubber Neck Libido Killer.

Eduardo Barreto just wanted to draw half-naked women.

Just offshore, a toy steamboat appears steered by The Land Baron himself! Except he's not actually the Land Baron. He's one of Sue Dibny's cousins who looks exactly like the Land Baron. He must have thought, "Hey! If I ever decided to begin a life of crime (or continue it, in this case, since I already ripped off all those people in a Savings and Loan scam), I can take on the identity of Mr. Monopoly! I mean the Land Baron!" It seems this Augustus jerk lost out on the family inheritance due to being in prison. Now he wants Sue to share and his go-to move was kidnapping her and attacking her husband and his super-powered friends instead of asking her nicely. Although, how broke can this guy actually be? He's already spent way more money than I'll ever spend in my lifetime on massive robot nutcrackers, mini-nano-bot army men, self-inflating (I said INFLATING!) dragon inner tubes that spray high powered jets of water, and a stupid looking toy boat. Did he just spent eight million dollars in an attempt to steal ten million from Sue? Sure, that's a net of two million. But he could have just kept his eight and sat around playing video games and eating Oreos for the rest of his life. You know, the American Dream¹!

During the battle, Guy Gardner tits one of the tits and tits the tits all over the tits. So Fire rushes in to tits the titty titty tits tits.

Tits²!

I knew David Finch, Tony S. Daniel, and Frank Cho draw the thirstiest comics imaginable. But I didn't know until today that Eduardo Barreto did as well! Kudos, you horny devil!

Pretty soon, Ice subdues one of the inflatables by doing that move that caused me to gain me to start crushing on one of my earliest crushes: shoving her crotch against the back of its neck! Oh, younger me didn't realize the devilry a woman could get up to by the mere placement of her nether regions casually against your body!

I've got to find more Eduardo Barreto comics!

Normally when I read comic book fights, I always think, "No way they'd stop me that easily!" or "I would totally beat them if that's all they've got!" But I admit, Ice would incapacitate me with this move. She wouldn't even need a follow up move. I'd just fall over on the floor drooling while trying to find a razor to cut Ice's name into the back of my hand.

The third inflatable sprays knock-out gas on everybody and they all succumb. Ralph wakes up alone in a prison cell and doesn't think, "Maybe Sue planned this a week early to throw me off my game? Why would she have a broke cousin who looks exactly like the mascot based on the location of our vacation who also somehow paid for all of these cool toys?!" I bet Sue was one of the two "Bartholomews" in a fancy and really expensive disguise.

Ralph breaks free and saves his friends locked in some other cell somewhere else or, more probably, just sitting around waiting for him to rescue them so Sue doesn't yell at them for ruining the game. Ralph finally realizes that the game board has all the clues on it and that they're traveling from one location to the next. But they've been to all the locations! Which, he realizes, means they have to pass Go and return to the first location on the board: the hotel where Sue was kidnapped! Which, come on, if Ralph hadn't figure it out before, he surely has now. Sue would have booked the room at the starting location on the game board. Obviously she's in on this ruse!

At the hotel, Ralph doesn't find anything. But then the trolley goes by and he's all, "I forgot about the railroads! I mean the trolleys! Let's hop on board!" And then they hop on board and wind up trapped and I'm all, "Should my next scan be Fire's tits or Ice's ass?!" It's a real conundrum! And you know what they say about conundrums! When you conundrum, you make a drum out of, um, never mind that! No time for aphorisms! I've just realized the answer!

If they weren't on the same page, I totally would have chosen Ice's ass.

The Justice League finds themselves battling automated trolleys which doesn't seem like much of a battle because you could just not stand on a track. It would be like if in Stephen King's Maximum Overkill only the trains had become sentient. Everybody would be all, "Oh no! Get off the tracks! Stand away from corners!" And then I guess the last hour and a half of the movie would be everybody celebrating while all the trains pouted and ran out of coal.

Like every other battle against toys, somebody in the group is reminded of their childhood. This time, we get another Guy Gardner story. It's not about early brain trauma this time.

I don't think this is Waid shaming young boys for playing with dolls. This is Wally thinking there's something wrong with that because he's gross and Guy feeling ashamed of having played with dolls because he can't stop trying to project super masculinity.

Oh, you might have also noticed the extra panel where Ice looks super sexy while Ralph tries to cop a feel. Some people don't like Ice's vaguely '80s inspired outfit but I think that whole underboob thing is super hot and I'm not at all a pervert and I'm going to start writing smart stuff soon!

But not yet! First, Ralph finally unravels the mystery: it was J'onn J'onzz the entire time! He was Sue! He was Bartholomew! He was the Land Baron look-a-like! Oh shit. He was Sue? I hope he wasn't Sue the entire previous night! Also, is that why Sue was so hot earlier? Is it really Martian Manhunter to whom I'm sexually attracted?!

The reveal ends with the narrator asking the reader if they've figured out where Sue is! What?! I haven't been paying that kind of attention. But I suspect she never left the hotel's shower and she's been in there with her Gingolded-up dildo this hole time.

Oh! I think I found her! She was bathing topless on the beach the entire time!

Oh no! That wasn't her at all. Sue was disguised as Ice all day! So it's Sue I've been eye fucking! And that means Ralph copping a feel wasn't inappropriate. I mean, it was because he didn't know it was her at that time (he admits he only found out later!). And Sue now knows that Ralph grabbed Ice's boob while "saving" her! I bet this is why Sue later fakes her death.

Later at the hotel, Sue discovers that Ralph figured out the mystery immediately because Sue never leaves Oreo crumbs all over the bed sheets. And then it ends with Sue distracting Ralph with a bunch of hippos in top hats for some reason? I have no idea what that's about! It must be a reference to something. Did Ralph once fuck a hippo in a top hat? Or does Sue always distract Ralph with inane bullshit when she knows he's about to get weird with her. He rushes downstairs and Sue returns to the shower with a bottle of Gingold.

The next story is about Fat Blue Beetle because he's been too fat for too long! So fat! He's so fat he's going to change his name to Blue Bonnet! He's so fat, he wobbles but he won't fall down. He's Blue Weeble! He's so fat . . . wait a second. How many fat jokes can I get away with before it goes from charmingly facetious to mean-spirited bullying? Because I want to get right over the edge of that line but pretend that I never crossed it at all when replying to all the anonymous messages I'll get on tumblr calling me ableist. I'll say things like, "What did I do?! I was just making fun of how casually Ostrander was mocking fat Beetle?" or "I'm just channeling the feeling I get from all the writers who decided to portray fat Beetle as a huge joke?" and "I'm not fat! You're fat!"

He doesn't look fat. He looks like he ate bad clams while bees stung him in the face.

Ostrander begins this story in a way that the reader might think Ted just found out he has the ass cancer but the title, "Fighting Trim", that's just over his head on the same page ruins any possible tenseness to the situation. Everybody knows the doctor just said Beetle was obese and, if he wants to lose the weight and not that he has to lose it, then he needs to go on a diet. It'd be funnier if he had ass cancer. Also, his doctor isn't very good.

I mean, it isn't really that simple. But this was written in the '90s. Nutrition was still suffering from the Lobbyists Basically Get to Set Nutritional Guidelines '80s.

It gets less funny and way less interesting when it turns out General Glory will be training him. Ugh! Fuck that patriotic twat! I can't believe Guy Gardner is in love with that narc! I might not even finish reading this comic book! Although I have a feeling the story will be various JLA members giving Blue Beetle advice on how to lose weight until he finally just get locked in hotel room with Fire for 48 hours and they fuck off all his extra weight in sauna conditions.

Blue Beetle winds up hating General Glory too so the doctor advises dieting with a partner, preferably one who won't lose as much as he will. So he partners with Power Girl who, frankly, doesn't have any weight to lose³. But she does drink a lot of diet soda and has major anger issues and Blue Beetle loves to taunt and mock people. So flaunting his weight loss in front of Power Girl gives him the impetus to finally work his diet and exercise program until he's back to his old weight. After that, he refuses to eat a hot dog for some reason.

The Power Girl story reintroduces the character of Ghy, a magical imp from Atlantis that knew Arion, Kara's super great grandfather (at the time of this story being published, anyway). It was so fucking boring that I took at least three masturbation breaks. Um, those are breaks I take to snack on a Pop Tart. I just call them that so nobody knows I have an addiction to Pop Tarts. They all just think I'm super normal instead.

The final story features the Global Guardians and . . . whoops! Would you look at that? I accidentally went to the store, bought a lighter, came back home, tripped, and meticulously burned the comic book to ash in the bath tub. I'm so clumsy!

Justice League Quarterly #6 Rating: C. Mark Waid's story was actually decent and kind of adorable. The other stories were terrible. That's what happens when some editor needs to fill 80 pages of a comic book every three months. They basically just accept any script that falls into their laps. I'm pretty sure this is how Scott Lobdell got the job and then nobody knew how to get rid of him.







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¹ Okay, fine. My American Dream. But I'm sure some people share it with me!
² Boobies!
³ I will not make the obvious joke here².