Wednesday, February 12, 2020

POBB February 6, 2020

Pick of the Brown Bag
February 6, 2020
by
Ray Tate

Welcome to the Pick of the Brown Bag.  We've got a ton of comic books to review.  So, let's skip the preamble and go right to the contenders, which include 4X, Adler, Ant-Man, Black Cat, Conan Battle for the Serpent Crown, Dark Agnes, Dr. Doom, The Immortal Hulk--Power, Justice League and Vengeance of Vampirella.  If these reviews are too much for the time you can spend, pop on over to Twitter: #PickoftheBrownBag. 



Hawkman's Robert Venditti takes over Justice League.  He's brought along one of the classic Justice League artists Doug Mahnke.  As such, the heroes appear as they should.  Bigger than life, looking like any one of them can deck a god.  The story begins with the League investigating a crash landing.



The fellow who crashed is a former Daxamite Green Lantern goofily named Sodam Y-at.  There's no hyphen, but autocorrect is a bitch.  Sodam warns of an invasion of earth by The Eradicator.



This one split me right down the middle.  Venditti's Justice League is way easier to comprehend than Snyder's.  It's also scientifically sound. 

On the other hand, I've never found the Eradicator to be all that.  He's maybe the second worst big name Superman villain after Doomsday.  

I like Venditti's Madame Xanadu.  She's the best part of the story.

The flip-side, Venditti's nods to continuity clogs dialogue and characterization.



At times, I didn't feel that I was reading so much an adventure but instead receiving a lesson in current DCU affairs: John Stewart was dishonorably discharged from the Lantern Corps; Wonder Woman is part of Justice League Dark; Alfred's dead; Superman stupidly divulged his secret identity; something's up with the Flash.  Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.



Will Omega Level Mutant Franklin Richards choose to live with his biological family the Fantastic Four, or his genotypic family the X-Men?

The truth is that you lost Franklin the moment Kitty Pryde welcomed him to rest his head on her boobs.



Never has there been a better unwitting mutant honey trap.  Throughout 4X Kitty is the only X-Man that questions the prudence of procuring Franklin from the FF.  She even stresses that Franklin would always be close to his family.



Teleportation in the Marvel Universe isn't as prevalent as it is in the DCU, Doctor Who or Star Trek. Teleportation is a game-changer in The Immortal Hulk.  



The Thor films transformed the Bifrost into a highly sophisticated matter transmitter.  The comic books followed suit.  The X-Men travel through the world via organic portals.  



Only mutants can use them, but they are two-way.  So whatever Franklin chooses, he's not far from either the FF or the X-Men.  This isn't the lady or the tiger, and for that reason, I don't see the need for a mini-series.  

In other words I care about Franklin's Choice as much as I care about Blade Runner 2049.  I don't hate it.  I just don't see the impact.  Though, I have more caveats with 4X than the lackluster film sequel.



I am an FF fan.  Nevertheless, despite their ever muddying ouroboros history, I never really loathed the X-Men until now.  That's because in 4X the X-Men are mostly sleazy, smug, self-serving sphincters.  Except Kitty.



Awww, Kitty.  You're so sweet.  That just makes you sexier and more irresistible, which these old perverts know.



The chap looking like the silhouette of a circumcised penis is Charles Xavier.  He used to be a good guy.  The moment he started spouting double-entendres about Kitty's "special history" with "young Franklin" is the moment the old Charles Xavier died in my mind.



"And Kitty thank you for this."  Fuck you, Magneto.  Magneto was at least honest when an outright villain with a bucket on his head.  Of course he wouldn't have thought to say what this smirky son-of-a-bitch had in his head.  "And Kitty thank you for exploiting your body and femininity to sway young Franklin Richards to our better way of thinking."

Surely, there's one mutant, just one, in addition to Kitty, that stays true to memory.  One other mutant that won't turn into a scuzzy prostitute trying to lure Franklin into a back alley where he's cudgeled?



Et Tu, Logan?  Turns out every skank X-Man wants Kitty to bait Franklin into becoming one of them.  



Oh, yeah.  Right to the heart, Ben.

Storm has apparently been lobotomized to spout the company line.  She also seems to have forgotten that she was a member of the Fantastic Four and far more livelier.



From Fantastic Four #547

I suppose you can argue that Kitty is in fact worse than all the pimping X-Men combined.  After all, she's the custodian of the cushy C-Cups.  She's the one that ultimately convinces Franklin to join the freak side.  Oh, they're not freaks because they're mutants.  We're all mutants.  They're freaks because they're the X-Men, and they've stopped being heroes.  The hell if I know what they are now.  



In Black Cat, mentor Black Fox tasks Felicia Hardy and her reprobate crew to steal the companion painting to the one she lifted previously.  The painting was last seen in the hands of one, Mr. Patch.



The beauty of Jed MacCay's whacky, happy go-lucky heist is that it doesn't have a serious bone in its body.  Black Cat is like a crisp blast of fresh air after being trapped at home with the flu.

Once Felicia learns where Mr. Patch's secret room can be found.  She stages an impromptu visit.  Imagine her surprise when she learns Mr. Patch is an old friend.



I love that artist Kris Anka remembers that Wolverine is a little fellow.  So many forget that Logan is a runt, or they're embarrassed to give him any scale.

So, yeah.  Somebody beat Black Cat to the punch, and once she makes a deal with Wolverine, they go a hunting for the culprit who turns out to be Kilgore Kade.



I guess X-Men fans know who Kilgore Kade is.  Nobody else, but it's 101 for X-Men fans.  It's an immaterial "spoiler" anyway.  

MacCay doesn't create even the pretense of mystery.  Kade left his calling card.  He's out to humiliate Wolverine.  Of course you can't humiliate him more than what's done in 4X.  This necessitates a visit to Kade's casino where Black Cat's luck powers come into play.



Black Cat's preternatural sabotage nets her a meeting with the Big Man who's not big at all.  

She refuses to be impressed by the even runtier runt and embarrasses him something fierce.   Suffice to say that Wolverine fans will want this issue of the Black Cat, and Black Cat fans already have it on their subscription list anyway.  Watch for the payoff of a joke referring back to Black Cat's break-in of Stephen Strange's home.



Immortal Hulk Great Power by Tom Taylor and Jorge Molina is five bucks but double-sized, done-in-one and filled with the Marvel Universe framing the central story.



Spidey somehow becomes the Hulk.  This isn't the Banner Hulk.  It's a personalized Spider-Hulk.  So, Spidey is out stomping around looking for Norman Osborn.  The Green Goblin that is.

The Osborn obsession is more of a red herring.  It may also be a joke alluding to a giant hedgehog named Spiny Norman looking for Dinsdale in Monty Python's Flying Circus.  In any case, Spidey doesn’t come remotely close to Osborn let alone smashing him.  

The writer injects some science in the whole body/power swap trope.  I’ve always found this kind of plot device to be confounding scientifically.  At least in the way most writers describe.  Taylor’s tale makes sense. 



Taylor expounds on a particular issue of Al Ewing’s Immortal Hulk.  In this story, Bruce Banner is more mature and together.  As the Hulk he exhibits a new power that comes into play at the climax.



Taylor gives the reader that saner more self-assured Bruce Banner in spades.  The scientist, the wise man who can actually help Spidey see this trauma through.  



As you can note by the depiction, he's not alone.  Bruce called in Spidey's best superhero friends the FF.

Normally I would keep the team's appearance under the hat, but the FF guest-starring is too good of an asset to keep under cover.  Besides, the real surprise, how this situation happens, is buried deep and a secret I'll keep.

In addition to all of these pluses, we have the winning personality of Spider-Man.  His comedy.



His genius.  For pure Hulk fans, when the Big Buy returns he makes an important comment that fits the history of when the two Marvel lunchbox icons occasionally intersected.




As evidenced by Savage Avengers, Conan roams the present day, and in the Battle for the Serpent Crown, Conan hits Las Vegas. 


Civilization hasn’t changed that much from models of the past.  So, he immediately acclimates and stages a robbery for all the right reasons.


In the process of robbing the armored truck, Conan meets another thief named Nyla.  Which is a lucky break for the barbarian.

Together, they intend to heist the Tower, where Conan believes Kulan Gath, him again, nests.


Whether or not this is true, is anybody’s guess because inside, the Tower looks modern.  Las Vegas is known for its architectural mimicry.  Gath is also nowhere to be found.

The latest Conan foray is wildly entertaining.  Conan is once again portrayed as a hero and acts the part.  His blunt method is often funny and always amusing.  As is the way the ordinary man keeps underestimating this Hyborean bruiser.

Just when you think things are leveling off, the writer introduces an unpredictable element from the Marvel Universe to complicate matters at the conclusion.


Dark Agnes De Chastillion is a Robert E. Howard character that featured in two short stories: "The Sword Woman" and "Blades for France."  

Marvel took notice of her when they lost or sold the rights to Red Sonja.  As I described in previous reviews, the Powers That Be at Marvel introduced Sonja in Conan the Barbarian.  Thus, they altered her character to fit the Hyborean Age.  

Ironically, Marvel takes no such license with Dark Agnes.  She plies her sword trade in the 16th Century, where we find her friend Etienne Villiers about to be executed. C'est la Vie.

The story opens predictably, but that adherence to tradition allows for an exciting swashbuckling scene.


Cleverly, writer Becky Cloonan delves into Agnes’ history as artist Luca Pizzari choreographs the duels.


In the second act, Agnes and Etienne find themselves in unfriendly territory.


One that soon offers the opportunity of coin.  This is where the story proper begins.


Having never read these particular Howard yarns, I cannot really compare Marvel’s new exploits.  Taken at face value this is a strong beginning to a new series, reminiscent of Zorro only transplanted to France.


The darkness in Agnes telegraphs a definite feminist vibe.  I’d like to know if Howard actually built on her history or if this is in fact the Marvel viewpoint.  There’s argument for both possibilities.

Arthur Conan Doyle introduced Irene Adler in “A Scandal in Bohemia.”  She is one of the few people to soundly outwit Sherlock Holmes.  For that reason, Holmes refers to her as “The Woman.” 

Various productions stressed the words to create different syntaxes that described Sherlock’s feelings toward Irene.  Most often talent attaches a romantic relationship.  Holmes in fact asks for the photograph of Irene that she left behind before escaping.  He has no logical reason to do so.


Because of that majority Irene’s adventures perpetuated beyond a single canonical short story and inspired the creation of so many other bad girls that fall for the detective.  Indeed, one can argue there would be no Catwoman without Irene Adler.

The eponymously named Adler isn’t the first comic book about Irene.  It is however the fullest and details everything Doyle described in a respectful homage.  


Part of this success occurs because Irene isn’t a pastiche of Sherlock Holmes.  In other words, she doesn’t replace Holmes, but lives in the same world.


That of course is Professor James Moriarty referring to an equally infamous Holmes and Watson case.  

The Professor and the criminal organization he heads tangles with Irene as they never do in the canon.  It is of course difficult to resist the urge to direct a clash between these icons.  

Adler once again possesses information the other party seeks to possess, but what's in those letters remains to be seen.  

The Professor isn’t the only one who seeks the letters, and this is where Adler differs from other presentations.  Although, Irene Adler teamed up with Jane Porter in her Dynamite comic book debut.


I would imagine that many will think of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen when they see Rider Haggard’s She, Sheridan Le Fanu’s Carmilla and Agatha Christie’s Jane Marple.

Actually that’s Jane Eyre, yet, it really can’t be.  Jane Eyre’s life is finite and confined to one novel.  The Jane of Adler possesses a colorful background which includes war time nurse and a lost love argues strongly for Miss Marple.  Whatever.  In any case, you should think of this mash of characters not as The LEG but in terms of Walter Scott’s Ivanhoe which brings together the title figure with Robin Hood and the Black Knight. Published in the 12th Century, surely this masterwork is the first confluence of legends.


In addition to a good fight against the blood controlling monster Hemorrhage, Vengeance of Vampirella operates on a unique theme.  

Vampirella is not and never has been a true vampire.  She is not undead.  She does not become lethargic, nor burns in sunlight.  She is an alien from the planet Drakulon.  


Her resurrection somehow heralds the return of the sun.  She restores hope in the survivors of a slow apocalypse.  She inspires the people to fight.  In other words, Vampirella is their hero.  The idea of a vampire being such a motivating, inspirational force for good is probably the most subversive thing ever done in a Vampirella book.


The populace can't know Vampirella's full story.  To them, she appears to be a vampire.  However, they embrace her unconditionally.  This indicates how bad the world has had it.  Better a vampire hero rather than a demonic hell mouth.


Dr. Doom has problems.  Somebody's framed him for blowing up a Reed-Stark technological wonder on the moon thereby murdering a helluva lot of people.  

Doom turned himself in, but it didn't stick.  The same unsubs behind the sabotage tried to assassinate Doom.  That didn't stick either.  They staged a coup and now a Fortunov sits on the Latverian throne.  I know what you're saying.  Where have I heard that name before? Howard Chaykin's Dominic Fortune's real name is Fortunov.


Doom is on the run, but his head is filled with bees.  He keeps having visions of a future that seems not possible, yet one Kang, his descendent agrees is real. 


In this issue, Doom meets his dream lady.  That creates a new problem.  She's less than happy to see him.


To compound his growing headache, former Ultimate Dr. Adam Brashear and FF droid Herbie are on his tail along with Silver Sable and his regent Victorious, whom he's not happy with.

On the whole though, if Doom seems a little tetchy, you just have to look at what's on his plate.  This well orchestrated comic book by Christopher Cantwell and Salvador Larocca generates sympathy for the antagonist just through the shear number of issues he must overcome.  At the same time, it seems that Brashear isn't really out to tag him.  Reed's seeking him out to help the brains figure out the sabotage before the solar system is swallowed by a Black Hole.

Thanks to Marvel cinema, nobody on the face of the earth will think of Ant-Man as anybody but Paul Rudd and/or Scott Lang.  For that reason, Marvel gave back him back the gig.  Most recently, he became and lived up to the name of Guardian of the Galaxy.


Unfortunately, despite Rocket Racoon's larcenous aims, writer Zeb Wells is correct.  The Guardians didn't pay except in room, on a spaceship, and board.  Presumably replicated food.  Scott returned to earth and his daughter Cassie.


There's some issues there as well.  Cassie though is a superhero in her own right, much to AIM's chagrin.  The amusing opening anecdote with Marvel's favorite hazardous beekeepers is filled with comedy and an everyman vibe.



AIM's presence also foreshadows the Big Bad of the book, and here's a hint.


The new adventures of Ant-Man is hoot, but its also surprising and there's a surprise on top of that one.  With art by Dylan Burnett that suits the comic atmosphere but also does well with the raw super-heroics.

Wednesday, February 5, 2020

POBB January 29, 2020

Pick of the Brown Bag
January 29, 2020
by
Ray Tate

Welcome to the Pick of the Brown Bag a weekly comic book review column.  For this excursion, I look at the latest issues of Count Crowley, Detective Comics Annual, Far Sector, Hawkeye Freefall, The Immortal Hulk, Thor and Vampirella and Red Sonja meet Betty and Veronica.  If you haven't the time for the fuller reviews, pop on over to Twitter: #PickoftheBrownBag.  First up Protector.



In Protector, the apocalypse arrives in an unexpected way.  The earth’s ecology hasn’t collapsed.  The consequences of nuclear holocaust do not appear to manifest.  Instead, imperialism and slavery resurfaced in broad society.  
Protector opens with the introduction of the protagonist, a runaway slave named Mari.



Mari is a Yanqui.  Yanqui is actually a variation of yankee favored by Latinos, and usually derogatory.  So, that United States ultranationalism? Really didn't pan out.

During the Mari chase which includes excellent bolos use, she falls into a pit and discovers Pacific Rim.



Somehow, the robot or the suit, or whatever it is, makes friends with Mari.  Naturally there will be hell to pay.



Protector is full of grim imagination courtesy of writers Simon Roy and Daniel Benson.  Artyam Trakhanov and colorist Jason Wordie provide a consistently engrossing visual narrative filled with unique aesthetic art.  The subject matter which seems more like an alternate history might even appeal to those like me who eschew the post apocalyptic genre.

Former ace reporter Jerri Butler is an alcoholic.  When her condition scotches her final stab at journalism, her brother and the owner of the station gives Jerri one last straw to grasp.  Because of Count Crowley’s sudden departure, the station needs a new horror movie host.



Right from the start this was a feminist book.  Writer David Dastmalchian bestowed a traditionally male name to a woman.  Thus, falling in the footsteps of Doctor Who and Marvel cinema. 

Though Jerri didn’t actually choose to become a monster fighter, the werewolf doesn’t really give her a choice.



At first she dismisses it.  Then she accepts the truth.  Here be monsters.  She investigates the original Count Crowley’s disappearance and uncovers a secret order that battles the monsters.


Unfortunately, it’s a literal old boy’s network.  



A lot of Count Crowley tickles the funny bone, and this is frequently due to the caricatures artist Lukas Ketner creates.  In the final issue in what I hope to be only the first miniseries, we discover that the real monster isn't the things that go bump in the night but misogyny.  It's not funny at all.


This is why Jerri began drinking.  It's why we instinctively took a liking to a lush.  Jerri chose to drink, but the underlying impetus wasn't her fault.  The trauma explains Jerri's dichotomy.  On the one hand she's a natural at kicking the supernatural's ass.  She's also aces in the research department.  So, why does she get soused and engage in risky behavior? 




In the conclusion, Jerri reclaims her dignity and faces a fantastic variant of the Frankenstein Monster.



Al Ewing reintroduced the Hulk as a horror protagonist within a setup similar to the Bixby/Ferrigno Incredible Hulk television series.  

The straight up terror provided by the oldest Hulk incarnation, morphed into a body horror tale; simultaneously mixing Lovecraft multidimensional science fiction and military exploitation.  



The Hulk overcame his enemies.  He took over Shadowbase and started a movement to kill the world as we know it.  

This vow threatened the worst offender in the Marvel Universe, Roxxon Industries.  Roxxon reflects the repellent companies of the real world.  Only in Marvel, it’s led by a Minotaur.

As Ewing evolved his run, he steeped The Immortal Hulk in the entire comic book’s history.  Rick Jones, Betty Ross and Doc Samson are all in Team-Hulk.  The Hulk’s various personalities like Joe Fixit manifested in unusual ways.  The Hulk most recently fought an avatar of his arch foe The Abomination.  Last issue the Immortal Hulk turned to Kaiju, that’s giant monsters like Godzilla for those not in the know.



It is here that we begin the latest issue.  The Hulk is being digested by one of the monsters.  Except he's not because with every bit of damage, he heals instantly, and this is the Hulk-No-Like-Monsters-Hulk-Smash version. 

Basically a level issue of The Immortal Hulk.  It's not a great issue like this series produces in a routine fashion.  It’s a good issue that starts off with the renamed Alpha Flight playing cards on the casket of Walter Lankowski.



That may seem wtf, but it's actually nbd.  No big deal.  The idea is that anybody “belted by gamma rays” becomes immortal.  Kill the character.  Doc Samson, Betty Ross, whomever.  It doesn’t matter.  They’ll just come back and stay alive.  The Hulk absorbed all of Walter Lankowski's gamma energy, or most of it, and they're just waiting for him to get over the fatal gunshot wound in his head.

Gamma Flight as they call themselves speeds to where the Hulk was last seen.  The thing that comes out the most about Gamma Flight is that Puck is a bit less heroic than he was.  Al Ewing treats him more evenly.  In fact Titania, of all people, seems more heroic than Puck.



The Hulk is popular with The 99 Percent.  Marvel’s superheroes for the most part intend to stay out of his way until he presents a clear and present threat.  The 1 Percent selfishly want him destroyed.  Gamma Flight thinks ethically he must be stopped.  It’s not a clear cut bad guys versus good guys book.  It’s more complex and realistic despite the presence of monsters.




Okay.  So here's the spoiler free review of Thor.  Writer Donny Cates recharges Thor without giving the hammer to somebody else.  There's a lot to enjoy in this book, and Nic Klein's art is a major part of it.  There you go.  Now, for those who aren't afraid of spoilers, read on.  If not, go to the review of Far Sector.

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Things changed after the War of the Realms.  Jane Foster is no longer Thor.  Thor is the King of Asgard.  Loki the King of Jottenheim.  Land of the Frost Giants.  Sif takes the place of Heimdal, and Galactus fell to his death, killing the alien eternals of Asgard and destroying the rebuilt city.  Thanks a lot, Donny Cates.



Galactus comes with a warning, and in this issue of Thor, we get to see it in action.



That's the Black Winter infecting another earth, one that will be familiar to any DC fan.  It's here that I will object.  Cates doesn't give the heroes of DC any credit.  

I get that he's just playfully needling the Powers That Be at DC, but honestly, I didn't like it.  He has them weeping and praying for their gods because they're useless against the Black Winter.  
Sorry.  No way.  


Superman's last word would be "Lois" as he plunges into the heart of Black Winter to tear it out.  Batman would just grin like Michael Keaton and charge against the Black Winter saving lives in the process.


The Flash would still be racing, trying to stop it, dying as he runs.  Green Lantern John Stewart would gutturally scream and just blast it with everything he got. Hawkgirl of course....


Wonder Woman would steer the Invisible Jet into it with a shout of "Hola!" Supergirl would burn it with her heat vision until she dropped.  


Batgirl would throw everything in her utility belt at the Black Winter and when that failed drive her motorcycle into it.  I strongly object to Mary Wolfman's portrayal of Batgirl in Crisis on Infinite Earths.  Batgirl doesn't give up.

Okay.  So I digressed a lot there.  There are certain things that cannot be ignored.  DC's heroes are valid heroes.  Marvel's heroes are valid heroes.  And who the hell knows what the X-Men are.  Let's leave it at that, shall we?


Galactus turned Thor into his herald.  You'll note that Thor's all healed up and rejuvenated.  So this new look isn't just cool cosmic.  It plays into the arm and the eye, which Thor lost to something or other.  Marvel's usually a stickler for explaining stuff.  So, when Galactus takes back his power from Thor, he'll probably leave him healed up.  Galactus isn't a dick.  He is however hungry.


Al Ewing in The Ultimates, evolved Galactus into the the Life Bringer, but I guess the Powers That Be decided that we can't have this.  We can't have Frankencastle either.  So, Galactus is starving, but he's still the guy you want to call when the Black Winter shows up.

It's funny, but there's this love/hate thing happening in all the books featuring Galactus.  The exception being The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl.  


Jack Kirby and Stan Lee created Galactus to be beyond good and evil.  He fed on planets, yet he's not evil.  He's part of the natural order and evolution of the universe.  The Ultimates wanted to positively solve the problem of Galactus.  So they completed his evolution.  He furthermore didn't want return to his prior existence.  

All of this makes sense, but lately, the writers are characterizing Galactus as just evil.  Thor in fact refers to him as a parasite.  Today, Galactus lacks the complexity of the past.   He was evil in a recent Fantastic Four, and he's fairly evil here.  He also seems to be extorting the universe. Feed me.  Be my herald, or I won’t fight the Black Winter.  That doesn't sit right with me.  


Far Sector introduced Green Lantern Sojourner Mullein.  She's a far from hip earth woman of color who leans omnisexual, which gives the book a mature flavor.  Although, it's not dealt with in an explicit manner.  instead, it adds to the drama and the comedy.



Unlike other Lanterns, Lantern Mullein patrols a single, artificial world created by the survivors of a savage war.  The species willingly blocked their emotions because they believe their passions led them to bloody conflict.  



On this world, Sojourner investigates a murder, the first in "Five Hundred Ish Years."  This is the core of the series, and in the current issue of Far Sector Sojourner interviews a suspect.  

The interview reveals some interesting facts.  The head honchos representing each species still flirt with emotions, but Sojourner resists the envoy’s charm and sticks to the sci-fi noir of the hardboiled detective.  

Outside of the murder investigation, Sojourner acclimates to the customs and expectations of the conglomerate.  


Each mini plot pertains to police duties.  This chapter presents a fascinating, historically laced moment of crowd control that also pertains to the matter at hand.



Vampirella and Red Sonja first came to Riverdale to investigate a murder that seemed to be the work of V's arch nemesis the Cult of Chaos.  


In the process they befriended Riverdale habitués Betty Cooper and her best friend Veronica Lodge.  Writer Amy Chu tied up this first arc with a satisfying and surprising conclusion.  However, It was clear she wasn't finished.



She left behind tantalizing plot threads such as the curious photograph that's uncovered depicting V and Sonja with Betty and Veronica in the sixties.  How this new story relates to that is anybody's guess, and the tale's first two chapters read like an original adventure whose only continuity is the camaraderie between the four women.

In the last issue, a mask murdered scientist Gautum Mukherjee before he could reach Betty and Veronica with a dread story.



The ladies go to Riverdale's resident genius Dilton for help, but the thumb drive is too encrypted for Dilton to break.  He does however discover that Mukhaerjee's place of work Pulaski Pharma may be researching the ship that Vampirella originally commandeered.  That catalyzes a visit.

In this issue of the quartet, Chu reveals the secret of Pulaski's longevity.  Given the nature of the beast, I won't be spoiling it.  Suffice to say Betty and Veronica are in deep trouble.  In a way, the story reminds me of a Kolchak the Nightstalker episode.  Not one dealing with vampires.



Peter Tomasi in Detective Comics focuses on Alfred's espionage past which flickers in and out of DC's continuity depending on the political climate.  Originally, Alfred was just a rollypolly butler.  He evolved like everything else.  

The Bronze Age Alfred was a spy for the British government, fighting Nazis alongside the legendary Mademoiselle Marie, with whom he fathered a child named Julia.  Post-Crisis, Alfred became a mere thespian.  His World War II missions no longer fit with the relative rejuvenation.   Now, Alfred's history features in the Cold War.



Alfred speaks to a woman named H who ages into Helen Mirren.  She deduces Batman's secret identity and visits Bruce Wayne with a story about their mutual friend.



It seems that Alfred and she unwittingly worked with a Soviet double-agent.  He's holed up in a duplicate American city in the Ukraine.  

Supposedly, these facsimiles existed in the real world, but I'm not entirely convinced such alleged constructions are anything but apocryphal.

Nevertheless, this is a meaty, potent Batman story reminiscent of the Bronze Age Detective Comics introducing Julia Pennyworth. 

Alfred's resuscitated spy craft is a charming addition.  The return of Alfred's former lover and the ease of her tumbling Bruce's secret identity demonstrates the kind of acumen you expect from a Bond like MI-6 Agent.  



Artist Sumit Kumar provides cinematic thrills appropriate for the subject, and his fluid take on Batman is a treat.  The story furthermore features a vicious, severely obscure Batman foe to make things more interesting in terms of fisticuffs.

Hawkeye covers it all.  Writer Matt Rosenberg begins the story with a fun rivalry between Clint Barton and Tony Stark.



Linda Carter, no, not that one, is the artist formerly known as the Night Nurse.  She's now a doctor and Hawkeye's significant other.  Hawkeye looks beaten up because last issue a guy wearing his Ronin outfit beat him up.

Hawkeye donated a large sum of money to the charity of a lively May Parker.  So, you know Spider-Man cannot be far behind.  He's almost de-aged to Tom Holland appearance.



Spidey soon encounters Ronin, and he seems to be the only hero in town to believe in scientific evidence.  Ronin and Hawkeye cannot be in two places at once.  Luke Cage on the other hand...



This hilarious Hawkeye book just gets wittier with every turn of the page, and the illustration by Otto Schmidt who first caught my eye on Nightwing before Dick went screwy in the head is absolutely gorgeous.