Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Batman Annual #16 (August 1992)

I've got to believe The Joker is less dangerous Eclipsed.

Eclipso: The Darkness Within: Batman Annual #16 (August 1992)
By Alan Grant, John Wagner, Vince Giarrano, Clem Robins, and Adrienne Roy
Cover by Sam Keith
Edited by Scott Peterson and Dennis O'Neil

• Sixteen annuals! That's fucking crazy! That means that by 1992, the Batman series had been going since 1976! Incredible!¹

• During the Detective Comics Annual, The Joker escaped Arkham with the help of The Ventriloquist and Scarface. He then escaped Batman with the help of Commissioner Gordon and Eclipso. So now he's on the loose and Batman's trying to track him down. That's probably why Robin couldn't get in touch with him during the Eclipso Dinosaur Rampage in Robin's annual.

See?! Every orifice.²

• While Batman fishes a bunch of people out of a bus that crashed off of a bridge³, The Joker sits on a tall, teetering throne of money questioning a corrupt Gotham cop about the Black Diamond.

• Visually, this issue is really impressive. But I'm a Lit Major. Visually doesn't do it for me. I need, um, pathers? Pathros? Whatever that thing that the movie Pig had way, way, WAY too much of!

• I rarely look up artists to see what else they've done because I rarely one into one that fits both of these categories: I'm super impressed by their work, and I'm not already familiar with their work. Vince Giarrano did the art for "The Human Flea" story in Batman: Shadow of the Bat but his stuff didn't really strike me in those two issues. I was probably too stunned by Alan Grant using a flea circus as a plot device in the waning decade of the 20th Century to even notice the art.

• Anyway, I checked out Vince's current site and, um, wow. I'm envious of every woman he paints!

Oh to be able to pull off this outfit! I mean, sure, I'd look great in the boots. Not sure I could do a midriff exposing shirt and short skirt though!

• What impressed me most about Giarrano's work so far in this annual are his panel compositions, layouts, and "camera" angles. It feels like Alan Grant gave him a lot of room to explore the pacing of the story in this annual as it has so many extra pages to fill. The scene I skipped over completely where Batman rescues people in the sinking bus just has some wonderful shots.

• Oh! And the panel with the Joker on the teetering throne of money? DC should have made it a poster.

This could have been hanging on my wall under the bagged WaRP Elfquest issues displayed backwards to show the characters, my LPs of out-of-print⁴ Alice Cooper LPs like Zipper Catches Skin and Flush the Fashion, my massive Christina Applegate poster, and the ads for the It television mini-series cut out of the TV Guide.

• I should probably scan the sequence that impressed me enough to think, "Wait, this is really fucking good!", and caused me to go back to the beginning of the book to really look at the art.

Okay. That's enough about the art. I'm beginning to chap my lips on Vince's butthole.

• The Joker's henchmen display why Gotham's major villains can never get away with any crime in Gotham. First a couple of his guys throw the body of the now dead and rictus-mouthed cop on top of a passing train where it's easily spotted by Batrope swinging Batman. Second, a couple of his other guys steal the Black Diamond from the police evidence room only to run into a guy who used to work for them who's got Batman on his ass about the Joker's possible locations. I realize most of this is bad luck and coincidence but when Batman patrols your city, you've got to take every precaution you can to mitigate those factors while doing your henching!

• Here's a handy acronym for Gotham Henchman: ABNBO. Always Be Never Being Outside!

• Manzoni, one of the Joker's ex-henchman who Batman's been leaning heavily on, chases Joker's current henchmen who have the diamond. He's not doing it because he's afraid of Batman though; he's doing it because The Joker is, quite literally, sitting on 25 million dollars which Manzoni helped him steal and never got a cut of.

• To get Manzoni off of their tail, one of the henchmen grabs up one of the Black Diamonds and thinks about how angry he is at Manzoni. Pretty soon, orifice smoke!

• A dragon manifests from the henchman's anger and goes after the convertible with Manzoni in it. It picks them up and drops them to their death. Batman witnesses it and shrugs even though he doesn't know exactly how innocent the men in the car are.

Batman's come to terms with his superhero impotency. He saves whomever he can and doesn't lose any sleep over the others, I guess.

• It's disturbing to see Batman so cavalier about the death of a couple of Gothamites when you know, if they were innocent or important to the plot, Batman would figure out how to save them in the blink of an eye. But since the reader knows they're basically criminals who were just trying to shoot some other criminals, it's somehow okay that Batman can't save them, knows he can't save them, and just watches them die.

• Batman does check on the victims of the dragon, at least. Manzoni has somehow survived⁵ and he tells Batman that they were on the tail of some of The Joker's henchmen when the dragon appeared. Batman knows the body of the cop was dumped on top of a train by The Joker so he just follows the train back to a likely place where the body could have been dropped on it. Plus earlier, he and the cops found some pink wax under the dead cop's nails!

• Batman solves the easiest case of his life when he locates an overpass above the train and sees a Wax Museum nearby. "Let's see Superman solve this shit!" he cackles as he climbs the building to check if it has a skylight to drop through.

• I just made up the entirety of that last bullet point to save time and then I read the comic book and, um, it's exactly what happened. Sure, most if it was already telegraphed and obvious. But, um, that bit about the skylight? That was just me being cheeky.

Cheeky but correct.

• Does every building in Gotham have a skylight? Is a local ordnance that mandates skylights? Did Bruce Wayne lobby that contracting law onto the books?

• Batman crashes down, disarming The Joker and stealing his bag of Black Diamonds. Too bad The Joker already had one in his grubby mitts!

• Batman defeats The Joker's henchmen while The Joker tries to muster up an Eclipso.

Is this where we learn The Joker loves Batman so much that he can't even pretend to be angry at him?

• I wonder if there are 1000 Pink Diamonds that cause a person to be possessed by Aphrodite?

• The Joker does manifest into Eclipso (because he's aggressive!). Batman, knowing he can't match Eclipso, does the only thing he can: turn into Eclipso himself. Now Eclipso once again has to kill himself before he can properly manipulate whoever wins.

• The battle rages for several pages and it's both entertaining and hot. And then it suddenly becomes genius⁶.

I wasn't expecting this to become a critique of the comic book medium and how characters are trapped in an endless middle story.

• Batman and Joker, being evenly matched as Eclipsos, battle until the sun comes up. Eclipso is banished and then, I mean, you know who wins that fight. Batman takes Joker out in one punch and hauls his ass back to Arkham.

The Ranking!
What's going on? I generally hate Annuals and I'm often disappointed by these massive crossovers. But here I am enjoying annual after annual! I even liked the Robin annual! I must have done permanent damage to my brain when I took a hammer to my head. Should I re-read Scott Lobdell's New 52 Teen Titans?! Do you think I'd like it now?! What about New 52 Superboy?! Maybe I'll finally understand Ann Nocenti's writing! It's a new dawn for my love of comic books! I'm so fucking excited!


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¹ This bullet point is so facetious that it shouldn't even garner it's own footnote but I am posting it on the Internet which means it's necessary to point this out: that was a dumb joke, stupid.
² See Footnote 4 in Robin Annual #1
³ Don't worry. Nobody was hurt by the bus plummeting into the water from a great height even though busses don't have seat belts or harnesses. Even the baby was perfectly fine!
⁴ At least at the time. I'm not sure when Alice's albums between '80 and '83 were eventually re-released on CD.
⁵ But not for long!
⁶ Or amateurish if you'd rather your stories didn't explicitly point out the smart stuff. I, for one, love how Grant worked it here. He gives you several pages for what he's doing to dawn on the reader before going, "Well, this is the point. Did you get it? I bet you got it! But I know some of you didn't. So here ya go!"

Batman: Shadow of the Bat #12 (May 1993)

The brown boundary's an odd choice.

The Cover
"I'm not negative! You're negative!"

Oh, sorry. That was just the right side of my brain yelling over the corpus callosum at the left side of brain because the left side keeps trying to stop the right side of my brain from writing a long fucking rant about how much it's begun to hate Brian Stelfreeze's painted covers. If only I hadn't gone out and purchased more issues of this comic book I could have lived the rest of my life thinking I kind of liked them. Except maybe that one that had Calendar Man sniffing Killer Moth's farts. I guess the left side of my brain, the side that apparently suffers from delusion and guilt, has convinced itself that it still likes them but only theoretically. The problem is that it refuses to come to terms with all the non-theoretically problems with the cover that the right side of my brain keeps listing, quite loudly. "Why is one-quarter of the cover just some weird fucker's face?" my brain bellows inside my skull. "And why does he have ink smudged all over it? Is it because he's actually a dictionary transforming into a man? The definition 'cadaver' turning into Mortimer Kadaver?!" It won't fucking let up. Meanwhile the left side of my brain is all, "Oh, come on. It's no worse than a knock-off Choose Your Own Adventure book. Remember the Which Way books? Those were a lot of stupid fun, right?"

"Fuck you! Fuck you and your stupid fucking electrified pink meat, you sad half a sack! The art on Which Way books was way better than Choose Your Own Adventure books! And also, stop changing the fucking subject because Brian Stelfreeze is a fucking hack! Why does Batman have long, sharp fingers?! And no thumbs? And we've seen that arched back look with that grimace on the face of the meat puppet we pilot too many times to think Batman's not getting a broom handle up the ass!"

"But the shadow hands grasping at him are fun, right? And his muscles are so shiny! What about the brown border? We like that effect, right?"

"Suck my fucking neurons, you dope! This cover is clunky, crowded, and makes no fucking sense. Also, where's the Flea? Don't call this issue 'The Human Flea' and not give me some sweet flea action."

My head was beginning to hurt at this point so I choked myself until I passed out. When I came to, I figured I'd discussed the cover enough and moved on to the story.

The Story So Far
Some kid donned a flea costume to rob convenience stores and bars so he can save his grandfather's flea circus which nobody fucking cares about because it's 2026. I mean, it was 1992 when this story came out but that's still closer to people not giving a shit about flea circuses than people caring about flea circuses. Batman began sniffing around so his grandfather told him to knock that shit off and he said he would. But there's a second issue (this one!) so I'm guessing he won't quite quit yet. Also, a man named Kadaver has escaped from prison because he's about to die. But before he dies, he wants to kill everybody else in Gotham so nobody will sing a song about how great it is that he's dead. I mean, you just can't risk it, you know? His plan is to kill everybody by unleashing a plague. And you know how plagues are spread, right? Pubic lice! I mean fleas! So the stories will probably merge sometime during this issue.

The Story
The issue begins with Kadaver heading over to the flea circus because he apparently knows how plagues are spread too!

"Closed." Yeah, no shit.

The idea that a flea circus might play a significant role in a story in 1992 is the first thing in this series that made me think, "I wonder how old Alan Grant was when he wrote this?" I figured he must have been like 80 to think this was a good plot point. He was 43. He died in 2022 at 73. I am now sad. Partly because I love a lot of Alan Grant's work but more partly because that's only 19 years away for me. And I've been doing this blog for 15 years. So, um, I'm like so close to death! Eep! Stupid mortality!

In an effort to forget whatever I was just writing about, I kept reading the story.

Kadaver robs Kemp, the owner of the flea circus. Not that Kemp has any money. But he does have thousands and thousands of fleas! I guess that means Batman will have to work with The Flea to stop the spread of the plague because The Flea is such a fucking expert on, you know, fleas. I probably speculated that during my last review, right?

Kadaver kills the old man Kemp before he and Bodie steal his fleas and flee over the rooftops for some reason.

They drove up in a car. What the fuck are they doing dancing across the roofs?!

Oh wait. Sorry, that's obviously Batman. He just came back to spy on Kemp because he suspected the old man wasn't telling him the whole truth. Kadaver and Bodie are leaving by car down below.

It's a good thing Batman has nothing better to do than to torment an old man whom Batman decided was lying to him. It's not like Gotham is rife with violent crime that he could be putting a stop to. Fucking dick.

Batman thinks exactly what I thought but a little more forgiving of himself.

Fortunate for who? Kemp's dead!

Batman just thinks he's fortunate because he spies Kadaver leaving Kemp's place. He just assumes Kadaver's working with The Human Flea because he doesn't check in with the old man. Why should he? He knew the guy was lying about something, right? He must be complicit!

Before Batman can hurl a batarang at Bodie's head giving him a life-altering concussion, The Flea attacks Batman. He saw Batman on the roof out of the window as he cradled his dead grandfather and assumed Batman killed him even though everybody knows the main thing about Batman is that he doesn't kill. Does everybody know that? Is that a secret Batman keeps tight to his chest? I don't think it is. I think he's constantly telling anybody who'll listen that he doesn't kill. And a young guy like The Flea? He really should know that. Although he does live with an old man who runs a flea circus. Maybe he's not up on all the current Batman lore that the cool kids know.

Kadaver and Bodie get away while Batman deals with The Flea.

It's rare for Batman to ask questions before breaking many, many bones.

Anyway Batman realizes that The Flea wants to help catch his grandfather's murderer and Batman eventually accepts his help but with the caveat that he's still going to jail later for, I don't know, daring to kick Batman in the face, I suspect. Luckily Batman read Kadaver's lips before Batman was kicked in the face by The Human Pubic Louse which, if anybody else had seen happen, would ensure that Catwoman would never kiss him again. He learned that Kadaver was headed to that huge lab in Gotham where they experiment on all of the animals. I think it's called Wayne Industries Labs. Or something. Don't listen to me. I'm a liar.

Breaking News!
Listen: Scott Dilbert has died and while he'd probably like to be remembered for his comic strip, he made the decision to be remembered for making racist comments and embracing a terrible ideology. He got more attention for being an asshole so he embraced being an asshole. Now that he's dead, people only remember that he was an asshole. Even the people mourning him don't care about his life's work. They just care that he was on their side.

Don't be a Scott Dilbert.

That's a warning for all the likeable people. I'm still going to be an asshole because somebody needs to look like an angry piece of shit to shame these MAGA assholes (which, often enough, are simply Conservatives at this point) as often as possible and I don't mind taking that bullet. If the people I despise think of me as an asshole when I die but the people I love remember me for the joy and whimsy and absolutely fucking amazing book and comic book reviews I've done, I'm good with that. I am a light in the dark, full of happiness and joy and overwhelming positivity and hope, but only for those I love. I will burn and bite and rip and tear anybody who embraces hate, anybody gatekeeping the pursuit of happiness for those they deem too different. Suck it, haters!

Hmm. Um. How do you return from breaking news? I guess the opposite?

Fixing Olds!
Kadaver, Bodie, and the two punk guys who seem to be more into nihilism than animal rights break into that lab I mentioned. The punk guys free all of the animals while Bodie and Kadaver head into the wing where they keep all of the deadly pathogens that would decimate the population if they ever got out. I'm sure they're storing them for positive and uplifting research reasons and not because they're planning on selling them to the military. I'm sure there's a great and logical reason that they need all of those deadly pathogens stored away for the future. I mean, no big deal killing off every Passenger Pigeon or Dodo Bird but you don't want to make the Bubonic Plague or Small Pox completely extinct, right? I bet the reason has to do with glaciers and how they're just gigantic storage units for deadly viruses and bacteria so we might someday need these ones we know about to make a vaccine or something. I'm not a scientist so I don't know all the smart reasons scientists do stupid things. I generally just assume the reason for those stupid things is because they're in bed with the American military, shrug, and go play video games.

I wish Hush's identity had been Tommy Azzman.

Bodie only now realizes that Kadaver's plan is to infect the fleas and send them out into Gotham to infect everybody. Bodie isn't into mass murder so he stands up to Kadaver and gets shot. Kadaver escapes with some Bubonic plague while The Flea captures the punk guys and Batman beats the shit out of Bodie. I mean questions Bodie as he dies in Batman's arms. To be fair to Batman (which I absolutely don't need to be because, you know, ACAB), he tells Bodie to shut up while he gets an ambulance but Bodie is all, "No, no. I accept that my time is over. And for my last noble act, I will tell you all of Kadaver's plans and the location of his cemetery lair. Cough, cough. Die."

Batman figures out where the best place in Gotham to release the fleas for the maximum spread of the plague by doing detective work and he manages to get there in time, killing all the fleas in the process. So Batman does kill! After that, he finds Kadaver about to kill himself and prevents the suicide. Not for good or compassionate reasons, of course.

Holy Christ. What a dick.

Kadaver's about to die painfully from a brain tumor, probably suffering for weeks, all while in the non-comfort of a prison cell. So Batman saves his life just so he's forced to endure that as punishment? Come on, dude. Let the guy kill himself! This is just absolute sadism on Batman's part.

The final panel of the comic book has Batman mocking Kadaver because not only is he going to jail but he's about to be hounded by animal rights groups for being "complicit in the murder of 50,000 fleas." Hopefully Batman was also hounded by these animal rights groups for the rest of the run of Shadow of the Bat. If there wasn't at least one panel in every issue after this where somebody's throwing red paint on Batman or mocking him while wearing a flea costume, I'll just assume that reality hates me.

The Ranking!
Batman played a minor role in this story. He stumbled onto The Flea while going to investigate the prison break out. Then he stumbles on the escapees when he goes to check on his suspicions about The Flea. His presence at the time the grandfather dies causes The Flea to miss the actual killers (thinking Batman killed the grandfather when he probably would have heard or seen the car in a few moments), stalling The Flea's potential ability to stop Kadaver himself. Batman was entirely unnecessary in this whole business and probably just made thinks worse overall. Plus he tortures a dying man for the pure and simple pleasure he gets out of punishing people. As if not existing anymore is less of a punishment than the process of dying from a brain tumor. Hmm, you know, it probably is, really. There's a reason people want to end their own life when they've got a terminal and painful illness. That was directed at Batman because I think he needs to hear it. Wasn't one of the whole points of Robin to help Batman learn compassion? Or, maybe, Batman just adopted Robin so he could have a kid he could punish for not obeying him. Batman really gets off on punishing people.

Batman: Shadow of the Bat #11 (April 1993)

Grant probably pitched "The Human Pubic Louse" and DC nixed it immediately.

The Cover
Stelfreeze tends to draw Batman a bit too glossy with way too many muscles and a smaller pee-pee than most artists (especially Simon Bisley). His covers are like a studio recording by a way-too-hands-on producer of a garage band that made it big with raw demos based on Satan worship. It's just too polished, man. Where's the blood and feces soaked front row audience? Also, I don't know what notes Brian received for this cover. "Batman has been reduced to the size of a flea so he decides to research fleas being that he's the size of one but isn't actually one. While researching fleas for no actual reason, somebody attempts to swat him and Batman raises his arms to defend himself. Or maybe Batman's casting a spell?" At a glance, this cover's great. I love it. I'm like, "Oh yeah! I'm all in on this comic book! Let's get to it!" But if I stop to look too closely, I begin to hate so many things about it. But mostly I hate the way my mind has convinced me that Batman's packing a razor sharp penis in that super tight underwear. Also the lack of Satan worship.

The Story
I'm about 900 pages into Mark Z. Danielewski's Tom's Crossing and it reminds me of Jordan Peele's Nope in that he seems to be defying critical expectations. We're a long way away from House of Leaves just as Nope was miles away from Get Out. Just as Jordan Peele decided to make a horror movie that wasn't explicitly about race relations in America, Danielewski seems to have decided to write a book that wasn't explicitly postmodern. Although a chicken's got to chicken (I grew up in the city so "chicken" is the only way I know how to explain what a chicken does). Obviously Nope had racial undercurrents, seen most effectually in the way non-white actors were seen by Hollywood, but the main horror of the aliens wasn't a metaphor. I don't think. Anyway, Danielewski's book is doing some weird fucking shit that's obviously right up his alley but it doesn't express itself as heftily as one might imagine. On the most shallowest of examinations, it's as if he's M. Night Shyamalan deciding to release a movie without a twist ending. Except, of course, it's not that at all and I should retract everything I've just written because Tom's Crossing isn't just a story about horses and freedom and the dead; it's also a story about audiences and how they retell stories and think about them and discuss them throughout their lives. Imprinted on the back cover of the hard-back book is the phrase "No one talks to the dead for free." What Mark's saying is that reading literature (the dead of the statement as most great literature was written by people long gone) does something to you; it changes you. And not just you. It changes every relationship you have. It expands the boundaries of our lives and thrusts us into a wider world, a larger narrative. Whereas Jordan Peele's first few movies were saying, "We need to discuss race in this country if we're going to come to grips with its history," Nope says, "Look, I told you what you need to know to understand this movie. We should be on the same page now." Tom's Crossing says, "I wrote House of Leaves 27 years ago and this is how it lives now: in the minds of its readers, constantly being chewed up and digested and regurgitated among fans. It still lives, growing and changing and remaking those who have read it." Is Nope commentary on Get Out? Is Tom's Crossing commentary on House of Leaves? I don't know! I don't even know if anything I just wrote makes sense! That's why I read comic books!

Alan Grant really can't be bothered to come up with creative names.

Last issue, the owner of the scary haunted castle was named Macabre. This issue begins with a guy with an axe in his head named Kadaver. I guess coming up with the name Zsasz burnt out Alan Grant's imagination for names. To top it off, his first name is Mortimer. You know! Morte? Death! Hmm, is this more clever than I'm giving Grant credit for? (Also, did Grant even come up with this character?!) Of course the big twist here is that Mort Kadaver isn't actually a cadaver; he's faking the whole axe in the head incident. He and his buddy, Jan Bodie (a Lennie Small type), have concocted this great prank to allow them to escape from prison disguised as a doctor and his patient. It works easily enough since Blackgate apparently only has one guard between the prison hospital and the exit. It's not long (four pages) before they're on the road in a prison van and speeding off to freedom. But they have nothing to do with The Human Flea. That's a whole second story happening in this issue. Two stories in one issue?! It doesn't seem plausible! Oh, that's because it isn't. "The Human Flea" is a two issue story!

Oh? Have people been hearing about this gross piece of shit? Is he the next big thing in Gotham villainy?

Sorry I'm being so judgmental about this guy's choice of persona but fleas are gross. Not as gross as Ticks but at least they're funny. I guess? God, I wish Alan Grant could have made this guy The Human Pubic Louse.

The Human Flea's weapon of choice is fleas. He just lobs a bunch of fleas at the bar owner and patrons who start screaming about being bit. Oh, come on! Flea bites don't hurt. Do they? If you're suddenly bit by dozens of fleas at once, what would it feel like? Maybe itchy? Like you're being tickled by a feather? I suspect it wouldn't hurt at all. This guy should have thrown a bottle of wasps at them. I get that his gimmick's good for escaping because he leaps at about the same size to distance ratio as an actual flea. But fleas as weapons is just pathetic. And kind of gross.

Batman just happens to be nearby and attempts to stop the Flea in mid-leap. It doesn't go so well for Batman as he's kicked in the chest by the Flea's super strong legs and winds up face planting on the roof of a nearby building. Thanks to the might of, um, resilin, The Flea manages to accelerate away too fast for Batman to follow. I'm not doing any extra research on "resilin"; I'm just taking The Flea's word that it's as super powerful and amazing as he keeps saying it is. If I was into doing research, I wouldn't be reading comic books. It's bad enough that I have to keep checking a dictionary while reading Tom's Crossing because Mark Z. Danielewski needs everybody to know that he's memorized the dictionary like Johnny Truant and Hal Incandenza.

I think Stelfreeze based the cover on this panel.

Oh! Remember there's a second story unfolding here! I guess Grant knew a story about a guy dressed as a flea wasn't going to fill much space so he added the story of Mort Cadaver escaping from prison with his forced accomplice Jan Bodie. They've fled to Mort Cadaver's secret lair: the de Vere mausoleum in the middle of a cemetery. Does "Vere" have something to do with "truth", as in "veritas"? I would know for sure if I had a friend who spoke French. But I don't know for sure because online translators, while never being great, have become utter garbage. Just tell me if "vere" means anything in the language I chose! Stop trying to detect other languages! Stop trying to autocomplete entirely new words! Why must every user interface experience assume that the user is a toddler with severe brain damage who's also extremely lazy and needs everything done for them?!

Anyway, here's Mort's office. Cozy!

Commissioner Gordon's truly gobsmacked at the idea of a Gotham villain being called The Human Flea. Did he recently get whacked in the head and forget about all the other villains in the city? Did he forget he works with a man in a bat costume? What's so fucking special about a guy dressing up like a flea?!

After coming to terms with the idea of a human flea, Gordon discusses the prison escapees with Batman. Apparently Kadaver was recently shot by The Penguin and discovered to have an inoperable brain tumor. He'll be dying any day. Gordon can't understand why a dying man would escape prison instead of spending his last awful shitty days behind bars. Um, is Gordon okay? How come he suddenly doesn't fucking understand anything about reality? A dying man wants to be free to die on his own terms? Shocking! A criminal dressing up as an insect? Unheard of!

Batman decides to let the cops handle Kadaver for now as he heads off to research The Flea.

So to be The Flea, he must know everything there is to know about them? Was Batman an expert on bats when he donned the costume? What about Robin?

Being that The Flea's using technology to allow him to leap all over the place, I'd guess an engineer would be a more likely culprit than a flea expert. It's not like you have to be a flea expert to gather fleas to throw at people you want to rob. You just have to be a filthy, disgusting person! In my mind, I keep replacing "flea" with "pubic louse" to make the story more entertaining. "The pubic louse isn't exactly bathed in glamour!" You're not kidding, Batman!

Also the main culprit on Batman's list is the owner of a Pubic Louse Circus. The main stage is a pudendum!

Meanwhile Kadaver begins preparations for his big death scene.

Was Kadaver the star of Dragonball Z?

Mort escaped with Jan Bodie because Jan Bodie was arrested for protesting for animal rights. That means he knows people who will be willing to break into a lab where they do experiments on animals without having to tell them his real plan of releasing a deadly plague across the city. And that, my friends, is why these two stories are being told together. Because fleas spread deadly diseases! So if Mort has got to die, so does everybody else in the world. It's a pretty logical psychosis, if you ask me. Why should history have any kind of continuity post me? Doesn't seem fair, really. I'm already angry that so much stuff happened before I existed. Seems rude when you get right down to it.

Batman investigates the owner of the flea circus and decides he can't be the flea because he's old and fat. But he sure does seem to be lying, thinks Batman as he swings away itching all over. The owner goes in the back room where his grandson is sleeping off his crime spree and yells at him to stop being The Flea or else Batman is going to fucking break all of the bones in their bodies. The grandson is all, "Oh, yeah, okay. Sure, grand dad. Just trying to help pay the bills around here seeing as how nobody fucking gives a shit about flea circuses, you old dope!"

There's still one more issue to go so I'm guessing the grandson will have to don the costume at least one more time. Maybe to help save Gotham from Kadaver's plague! Batman's going to need a flea expert to stop the spread of the disease. For, um, some reason. I mean, I guess it makes sense if you're a comic book.

The Ranking
I only have two serious problems with this story: 1. Batman believing that a guy dressing like a flea needs to actually know or be obsessed with fleas. Not all of his rogue's gallery have to be obsessive about shit. 2. No Satan worship. Parts come close, like how Kadaver's lair is a mausoleum and he's got the corpses uninterred and stacked up like his own private audience. But he doesn't cast any dark spells or perform any black masses or sacrifice any babies. It's probably unfair that I'm judging this comic and not every comic I've ever read for not being about Satanic worship but that's life, right? Sometimes you come so close to Satanism that you remind me it's a thing and then I'm disappointed that you didn't embrace that thing that you had no intention of embracing. But the mere reminder of its existence doomed you to fail in my eyes when I suddenly realized I wanted this to be about Satan worship. Sorry but I'm just as petty as every other person on the Internet who can't accept anything for what it is and judges it on what they thought it should be. We're all such fucking idiots who can't suffer whimsy or joy! I blame Republicans! Which, sure, isn't a surprise since they're vile and disgusting. Plus putrid. Also bloodthirsty. Did I say repugnant? Also smelly.