Zatanna Zatarra! Klarion the Witchboy! Jake Jordan – the Manhattan Guardian! Ystin the Shining Knight! Shilo Norman, aka Mister Miracle! Alix Harrower – the Bulleteer! Frankenstein! The Seven Soldiers of Victory!
Believe it or not, this is one of the series I was looking forward to least in this little project of mine.
Not because I don’t like it, mind, but because I’ve really, really loved it. It’s got everything I love about Grant Morrison’s superhero stuff that’s not All-Star Superman: big ideas, weird adventures and a feeling of slight dissonance with reality as he starts playing with how you can play with time in the context of a superhero comic and the way the pictures and speech bubbles interact with the people reading it.
Heck, now that I think about it, it’s not even that much of a superhero comic. More a weird urban fantasy yarn with superheroes in…
Anyway, after going back through it, I realize that it’s another of Morrison’s noble failures. A failure not of scope or, I maintain, ability, but a failure in that it doesn’t really work. But nonetheless noble because for all it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work with more style, swagger and ambition than a large number of pieces that do work even come close to.
Again, it’s the Project Runway-inspired rule I have over here: ugly beats boring. That is to say, if it fails because it tries to do too much, it’s finer than a thing that fails because it didn’t try to do anything at all.
But why does it fail? Why does it not work?
The answer is frustratingly similar to the discussion of Final Crisis I had earlier: it doesn’t work because it’s trying to do too much.