All-Star Batman and Robin, Sleeper

So I finally got around to reading All Star Batman and Robin which ...

Well.

My.

It may just be that I really haven't read mainline DC all that much in years, and I never read either Millar's Dark Knight stuff or Batman: Year One, which this is clearly a direct sequel to.

( Read more... )

EDIT: Oh, yes, two other things regarding All Star Batman and Robin:

(1) Alfred ... is a hunk. Seriously.

A surprisingly young looking hunk, actually. Somehow, I always think of him as being somewhere around 60, balding and gray but eternally slim. Alfred with black (I think) hair and, like, muscles is seriously disconcerting.

(2) Vicki Vale should get at least an Honorable Mention in Sequential Tart's Bizarre Breasts Hall of Infamy. Or she could, if they still ran the column.

OK, those of you who have the comic, turn to page 8, where Ms Vale is swounding (or swooning, for those of you not Shakespeareanly inclined) delicately (and somewhat bloodily) in those brawny arms. (That frame really ought to be on the cover of a romance novel somewhere, it really should. But I digress.) Now look at that chest. (Yes, I know, drooling fanboys everywhere never stopped looking at it. Just stick a bunch of cotton balls in their mouths and move on.) First, as the love interest of the main character, Ms V has, per union requirements, what are officially known as Golden Gazongas. She is a full figured gal. Jane Russell might be impressed. This is not, in and of itself, necessarily objectionable.

Now examine her (slightly tattered about the skirt) evening gown. That dress is strapless and, shall we say, excitingly low-cut. On a normal woman in that position, with a figure quite that full ... we ought to at least be seeing auriole. In fact, I'm pretty sure we ought to be seeing nipple. Ms Vale is nipple-free! Oh, no!

Now, look at the position itself. Turned to the side, body sorta kinda sagging toward the ground. (We'll ignore the fact that she'd likely have just sagged straight down, collapsing at the knees, shall we? Let's shall.) Now I know that the drooling fanboys will hate to hear this ... but breasts are actually masses of flesh. NO, really, they are! And as masses of flesh, breasts are normally subject to the laws of gravity. In other words, when you put large bosoms in certain positions, they kind of sag. Ms Vale's bosoms should be sagging sharply to her right. However, not only are they not sagging, they're standing strong and tall and pointing straight ahead! Ms Vale has what would be called, in porno parlance, "bolt-ons" -- like bad implants, her breasts don't move, they ignore gravity, they point straight ahead no matter what she's doing. (In fact, given her dress, the law of gravity would likely be taking a sharp look at her left breast and saying, "You realize that side's completely coming out of the dress, right? Your top is low cut, it's got that slit in between, so unless you glued that thing in, it's coming out." But All Star B&R is a family comic, so bare bosoms are just not happening, and I think we're all glad of that, aren't we?)

Top Ten: Beyond The Farthest Precinct #2

di Filippo is certainly being true to the characters. He's also taking the story to a darker place than it's been since the child abuse storyline in the last volume.

( Read more... )

I hope that Di Filippo can keep up the storylines and storytelling. The setup has been very interesting so far; I just don't know how he can manage to wrap all this up in five issues without it seeming terribly rushed.