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Midway through this week's comics haul, and so we hit the books that are just sort of... there. Not bad, not great, they're the midrange filler that comprises the majority of everyone's comics collection.
This week's representatives: Desolation Jones #2 and Rann/Thanagar War #3.
To sum up how I feel about Desolation Jones right now, let me quote the title character:
Ex-spook porno producers steal an ex-spook colonel's private stash of Hitler's home-made sex flicks? GAAAAAAAH!
Given the action of the first issue, everyone sits around and talks. It's a ton of semi-confusing exposition. It's one of those books that hold a trade paperback together, but as a single, it lacks flavor.
J.H. Williams III's art is nifty, though, and there are some genuinely nice moments -- but there's not a hell of a whole lot you can do to follow up the Hitler porn and the gimp-smashing of the first issue, and that's all there is to it.
Where Desolation Jones doesn't do enough, though, Rann/Thanagar tries to do too much. Dave Gibbons needs to calm the hell down. He's trying to cram actions and subplots that might have enough room in a TPB or an ongoing series into a 6-issue miniseries.
And they need to stop bolding every other word in the issue. I don't know if it's Gibbons trying to add emphasis or Nich J. Napolitano being overly enthusiastic, but the effect is annoying as hell.
The art is nice, but the panels are crowded and claustrophobic. It's a lot like the layout problems I had with Return of Donna Troy, actually. There's just too damn much going on, too many people, too many species and not enough answers.
And not enough Kyle. I really like Kyle. And I'd be lying if I said watching him fight zombie Thanagarians wasn't fun as all hell.
This week's representatives: Desolation Jones #2 and Rann/Thanagar War #3.
To sum up how I feel about Desolation Jones right now, let me quote the title character:
Ex-spook porno producers steal an ex-spook colonel's private stash of Hitler's home-made sex flicks? GAAAAAAAH!
Given the action of the first issue, everyone sits around and talks. It's a ton of semi-confusing exposition. It's one of those books that hold a trade paperback together, but as a single, it lacks flavor.
J.H. Williams III's art is nifty, though, and there are some genuinely nice moments -- but there's not a hell of a whole lot you can do to follow up the Hitler porn and the gimp-smashing of the first issue, and that's all there is to it.
Where Desolation Jones doesn't do enough, though, Rann/Thanagar tries to do too much. Dave Gibbons needs to calm the hell down. He's trying to cram actions and subplots that might have enough room in a TPB or an ongoing series into a 6-issue miniseries.
And they need to stop bolding every other word in the issue. I don't know if it's Gibbons trying to add emphasis or Nich J. Napolitano being overly enthusiastic, but the effect is annoying as hell.
The art is nice, but the panels are crowded and claustrophobic. It's a lot like the layout problems I had with Return of Donna Troy, actually. There's just too damn much going on, too many people, too many species and not enough answers.
And not enough Kyle. I really like Kyle. And I'd be lying if I said watching him fight zombie Thanagarians wasn't fun as all hell.
posted by Amy at 3:23 PM
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