In the interest of full disclosure, I tore the Subway ad out before I read this book.
With that out of the way, I was able to focus more closely on the issue at hand instead of being temporarily interrupted by a Hostess snack food ad crossed with Assistant Editor’s Month and turned loose inside an ad agency. The focus of this issue was this issue, and the League attempting to defeat Eclipso with a sneak play, a called in expert at the hero game, and a newfound enthusiasm for one of DC’s longest and most fondly loved female leads.
James Robinson has worked hard enough setting up the story through to this point to earn a pass as this entire issue is not one big slugfest with Eclipso and his cronies. That slugfest does occur in this issue, and it is critical to the story. When Eclipso engages the Justice League, the story implores the reader to stop and take notice.
Robinson has a passion for the history and interconnectivity of the DC Universe that is put on full display here, including the cameos of heroes fighting off the effects Earth endures as a result of Eclipso breaking the moon in half.
I have to confess, I’m not familiar enough with Miguel Sepulveda to be able to distinguish where his work on this issue stops and Daniel Sampere’s starts. There are subtle differences between the artists, but it isn’t as dynamic a shakeup as say, Matthew Clark and Ron Randall. Sampere and Sepulveda complement one another’s style nicely, giving this book an almost consistent feel all the way through. It’s not a bubbly or splashy feel, but it is solid. There are a few hiccups that clearly are not artistic weakness, but those scenes come across as the early steps in a collaborative relationship between Robinson and his artists. If this series had more than a few of issues left, it would be nice to watch the writer and incoming artist, Sampere, begin to understand one another more succinctly. Unfortunately, that just isn’t going to be able to happen. Here’s hoping they can work it out quickly.
Andrew Dalhouse’s colors strike a fanciful palette across this story, which is only appropriate given the fact this issue is filled with living embodiments of God’s wrath, as well as an angel, some aliens, a Starman, a Lantern, and Donna Troy. Powered by Dalhouse’s unapologetic palette, the heroes pop out from the background and are never in danger of disappearing into the background.
Robinson has done a great job with this series, making it bigger than the sum of the characters on the roster and giving the reader a magnificent sampling of the vast offerings of the DCU. Given the shortage of issues left, he shows no sign of letting up and I am enthused about the remainder of this series. I just hope Robinson is given a chance to shine in the New DCU.