Klaus is Christmas’ Superman, replete with red cape, an indefatigable product of the greatest imagination of our generation, a perfectly designed emblem of highest selves.
After years of an admixture of apprehension and anticipation for the inevitable continuation of Watchman, Doomsday Clock #1 does not disappoint.
Snyder’s thesis is this: Batman would not be made better by having powers; such would prove a crutch, over-reliance on which would cripple Bruce’s brilliance.
Snyder’s sensational storytelling is reward enough, but the chance to crack the case while working alongside the World’s Greatest Detective adds all the more satisfaction.
From the Big Bang to the Big Freeze, there was Batman and there was Barbatos, the ultimate enemy and the greatest evidence as to just how expansive the Batman mythos extends.
Snyder and Tynion pull on dozens of similar threads from the works of earlier writers to weave a grand tapestry nearly unequaled in its ambition… The genius of building a narrative around a theme such as Metal is that it’s so elemental as to be ubiquitous across the pre-existing mythology with which they’re working.
Much more than Kryptonite, clinging so closely to the past is what’s really weakening the Man of Tomorrow.