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Since I haven't read this before, I won't bother with a spoiler section. But if someone who has read it wants one, please let me know, and I'll put one up! I mean, there will be spoilers for today's reading obviously, but since I don't even know what's coming next myself, I won't be spoiling that. :p


Yeah, I expected this to be dark, so... no real comment about that. Except that maybe I would blame this book and others like it for starting the trend for things to have to be "dark" and "gritty" and "mature" or whatever. Feh.

The introduction works well enough, basically setting the scene, and that's what it's there for so it does its job.

The first bit of the actual comic though throws me - what the hell does a race have to do with anything? I guess it's trying to get us into the current mind-set and attitude of Bruce Wayne but... really, it just confuses me. It made me think he'd become a race-car driver or something in this version of things, but no. He's still a millionaire, if not a "playboy" these days, and that was just... whatever.

It's a bit awkward for me to get into this. Some of the scenes jump around with little or no or confusing segues, the art is murkier and the colors blander than I'd like, and the writing is good, certainly, but the characters don't feel right to me. Of course they've been written by so many people in so many styles, that's not as much of a complaint, plus there's the fact that this is ten years + on from what I suppose was the "current" DC Universe at the time, so there's that.

And having the Joker attempting to assassinate Harvey Dent via proxy, using a disguised bomb, was pretty nifty. Along with the villains starting to crop up again as the Batman re-emerges. And it does raise some good thoughts about vigilantes, as to whether they're good because they stop criminals, or worse because they're unlawful themselves and just add to the chaos. I'm not really sure where I stand on vigilantes myself - I guess like so many things, it's a matter of each case being different.

"Arkham Home for the Emotionally Troubled" is a nice touch... and subtle.

I also like the crack about painting a big target on his chest - because he can't armor his head/face against gun shots. ;) And I'm assuming with the bit about "inspires the same level of loyalty from his men" that it means that although we don't see it, Dent was "helped" from the copter by his underlings? *boot*

And I'm left wondering just what he did with Harvey at the very end. I'm assuming left him for the cops, but who knows?

And I'm so glad that hairstyles didn't really go in this direction, because ye gods.

As one last note: the whole red eye bar thing, and term "mutants," makes me think of Cyclops from the X-Men each time I see them crop up. Anyone else? And I wonder if that's deliberate...


Remember, Tuesday we discuss Book Two. See you then!

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khedron
Oct. 9th, 2010 03:36 am (UTC)
Also, as a nice graphic touch, on the early frames of Two Face, the panel is split. Like his personality! Ha! Geddit! Except, on page 18, when Bruce is thinking back to the first encounter in the bat cave, the same thing is done to Bruce's face, only moreso. So I'm taking from that, that Bruce is just as much a shattered personality as Harvey was.

I very much liked the split-screen on Dent in the cell, that was nice. I didn't catch it on Young Bruce in the cave -- maybe because it was four panels & not symmetric? Unsure.

In this case, Two Face is a multiple personality disorder, but then apparently Bruce can't decide who he is, either. His internal monologue on pages 12-14 is pretty clear about that, that Batman is almost a separate personality trying to get free... and even when he relaxes, he does it by racing in a car that might as well be the Batmobile.

Hmm, I don't think that's relaxing. It's a death wish. They say as much, multiple times, but he pulls himself away from the brink each time. But it's all just looking for a way to die. Being a race car driver gives him a culturally sanctioned excuse for a death wish, in a way that being a vigilante does not, but I expect to see this theme continue through the rest of the book.