Justice League #3
Seemingly opposite notions – the insignificance of man in the universe and the centrality of Earth’s premier paragons across spacetime – are both being displayed in Hitch’s Justice League.
Seemingly opposite notions – the insignificance of man in the universe and the centrality of Earth’s premier paragons across spacetime – are both being displayed in Hitch’s Justice League.
“One sees clearly only with the heart. What is essential is invisible to the eyes.”
Segovia’s otherwise gorgeous art unfortunately contributes to the derivative, uninspired storytelling which has plagued Action Comics throughout Path of Doom.
The Fist and the Steel does not maintain the high standard set by the Siege of King’s Castle, but its flashforward into Colin King’s future is full of intriguing information – quite appropriate for a series about espionage.
Justice League #2 is a marked improvement over the first, both for Bryan Hitch’s plotting and Tony Daniels’ pencils.
Jason Bourne is entirely engrossing, a rare cerebral thriller.
Path of Doom commits all the same sins as Dawn of Justice sans any of its saving graces.
Beyond boldly goes where Star Wars has gone before, giving audiences a Knights of the Old Republic movie, simply substituting the crew of the Ebon Hawk for that of the Enterprise
Rebirth was supposed to be about course correcting after the mistakes of the New 52, but as a successor to one of that era’s successes, Justice League breaks one of the few books not broken.
The shooting of Philando Castile bears a striking similarity to the events of Civil War II #3