November 26th, 2008
Today is the day Batman dies. Go buy a bunch of copies and then burn them while cursing Dan DiDio.
Update: Well, that was ridiculous. I picked up a copy (or two) of the final “Batman R.I.P.” chapter and I have no idea what happens. It’s unintelligible, like watching a movie with a couple reels missing.
There’s an impulse to blame DiDio for this–rumors were that he had Morrison re-write the end. But I find nearly all of Morrison’s writing disconnected and lazy to the point of meaninglessness. Final Crisis, his old New X-Men–even All-Star Superman gets jumpy and discombobulated towards the end, like Morrison couldn’t be bothered to fill in the plot-points needed to get from Point A to Point D.
So is Batman dead? Who knows. The entire episode is so ambiguous–and not in the artly way–that DC can go any way they want with it. Which ultimately makes it meaningless. It’s bad enough when a publisher lurches from event to event without ever pausing to simply tell good stores. It’s worse when the events no longer hold any meaning.
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