by Kurt Busiek, Brent Anderson, & Alex Ross
Publisher: Vertigo (August 21, 2018)
Hardcover, 192 pages
Collecting
issues 37, 38, 41, 43, & 46 of the
ongoing Vertigo series, Astro City is
the best superhero comic on the market today, bar none. When it first emerged
that may have been debatable, but now with the quality decline of mainstream
superhero giants this remains the last title standing.
Finally
the creative team of the comic reveals to us the origin (maybe) of the green
haired, purple skinned hero The Broken Man- a hero that has popped up since the
series switched over to the Vertigo imprint. As usual the character breaks the
fourth wall and talks directly to the reader. Of course, the wall is only
broken from our perspective, the character thinks he talking to beings in
another dimension.
This
volumes focuses on heroes from Astro City’s past, back to when the metropolis
was called Romelyn Falls. We see the origins of The Gentleman and The
Astro-Naut (whom Astro City was later named after), two characters mentioned
and pictured often, but never before have they been the center of attention.
But
primarily The Broken Man describes an entity which shifts with the musical
currents of the time. The entity has some strange connections to a snake cult, and
The Broken Man describes various stories tracking this odd entity as he becomes
Mr. Cakewalk around the turn of the 20th Century, Jazz Baby in the 20s, The
Bouncing Beatnik in the 50s, The Halcyon Hippie in the 60s, and ____ in the 70s
- then a catastrophe leads to a different entity being spawned. As before each
of these characters had been mentioned in various issues, but now they are all
drawn together definitively.
This
is the type of story telling that keeps me coming back to the series. Each
issue adds a little more to the complicated puzzle of this world’s universe.
The art, as always, perfectly fits the action. It is a joy to read. I always
become a little sad at the end of each volume, as I now have to wait months for
the next one. But that moment when I rip open the package and take out the
book...ohhhh. It's like Christmas when I was seven all over again.
For more readings, try books by Rex Hurst.
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