You guys have seen Batman Ninja by now, haven’t you? You know, the crazy collaboration between DC, Warner Bros. Japan and Warner Bros. Home Entertainment that comes to us care of a trio of anime powerhouses. You’ve seen it, right? If not, drop what you’re doing and go out and grab yourself a copy right the heck now. I don’t care if you’re a priest administering confession or a brain surgeon operating on a tumor, IT CAN WAIT. You need to see this movie. (I’m joking, of course.
People love to compare other superheroes (and super-villains) to Batman, and it's really not hard to see why. Let's be honest, Batman represents the Gold Standard of the cool guy action hero that is both totally unique to him and ultimately striven for by just about everyone else, regardless of whether they're running around trying to save the day or ruin it. He's the sort of guy who invites mirrors and measurements. He's understood well enough to work as a shorthand for character traits all over the world.
Anyone who’s survived the corridors of high school knows that it’s not easy being a kid, and parents can be a particular source of annoyance and embarrassment.
I kid you not when I confess that Robin has been, and always will be, my favorite comic book character of all time. In the same way that I love the idea of Alfred as Bruce’s surrogate parent in the wake of Thomas and Martha’s death, I adore even more that Bruce turned around and accidentally found himself the adopted parent (sometimes legally, sometimes spiritually), of a gaggle of wayward children. I have a vested interest in the power of Batman’s legacy and which of Batman’s sidekicks turned out to be the biggest success.
Legacy is an important word in the DC Universe. From the very first time that Barry Allen put on that red spandex, he was stepping into the legacy of Jay Garrick. Many characters can handle the responsibility and some can’t. This month all the DC collected editions that I suggest you pick up, have one thing in common: Legacy.
What do Nightwing, Robin, a crazed surgeon who wears a pig mask and a mysterious doctor who may or may not be an extra-dimensional demon have in common?
Well...more than you might expect.
Robin has said many times that Jon Kent, AKA Superboy, is too young for the Teen Titans. After all, he’s not technically a teen. Well, that’s getting pretty hard to buy into seeing how Robin is no longer one either. After their run-in with a mysterious trio of villains last month, Damian Wayne has found himself with a sudden case of the olds, and if he’s going to have any hope of reversing the clock and losing the liver spots, he’s going to need Superboy’s help. And maybe a good hip brace.
If you missed my discussion of the first Titans Rebirth collection, then you missed me confessing that I love the Teen Titans more than almost anything in the comic book sphere. Just so you know that this is where my bias is coming from.
Forget Superman. If we ever wind up in trouble, we want Lois Lane to save us!
If you’ve read this week’s SUPERMAN #22 by Peter J. Tomasi, Patrick Gleason and Doug Mahnke, you know what we're talking about. Despite his name being on the cover, Superman doesn’t show up until the very end. Prior to that, we’re treated to eighteen pages of mystery, suspense and action starring none other than the Daily Planet’s most intrepid reporter.