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comes across rush and lazy leaving the book impossible to read and just plain awful to look at. It is hard to believe that the same person that was so brilliant with TDKR and Year One produced this same work. This book is on par with Joel Schumacher's last Batman film. Lastly, this is more of a JLA book than a Batman book. I miss the old Frank Miller. That movie may well be better than this book. The artwork (incredibly gets worse as the story progresses such as no backgrounds) and story (plots go nowhere such as Dick Grayson/Robin as a would be killer, what happened to Nightwing).
It seemed like Frank Miller hurried to get it done, it just doesn't look professinally done. The story was stupid and to me the whole graphic novel was a mess. Nothing really made any sense. Wow, this was complete crap. I only recommend reading it because it's the sequel and just to see how bad it is. The artwork is simply terrible. After I read the fantastic The Dark Knight Returns I read this, what a letdown. I did not enjoy this at all.
Compared to this though, maybe DKR is really great. The news segments, which worked up to a point in DKR, are just sporadic and placed in so much randomness throughout the story that it becomes the very thing he thinks he's parodying: useless nonsense and noise. Frankly, this "follow-up", if one could properly claim it such, reminds me of what so many have said about George Lucas's Star Wars Prequels (I don't, but I can see where they're coming from for sure): the supposed master of his domain, so to speak, has lost his mind.Hell, I wasn't even the hugest fan of Dark Knight Returns, which is ranked as being the Citizen Kane of modern comic books (I prefer Batman Year One and especially his book Robin). Not entirely; there are some pages, some panels, where Miller's artistry can be seen in all of its wicked and wild glory. Is there a reason why this is rated so highly.
This is just. To say that this is for diehards is putting it mildly, since I thought I considered myself a die-hard. But he also has gone so off the deep end that he can't tell a f****g story properly. And then it too gets completely repetitive.But really, it's just comic-vomit, and it wont make sense- didn't make sense- to those who don't follow Batman so regularly that they know who that character in the leopard costume is or who the Bat-boy teenagers are, or what the tangents have to do with the whole of an asteroid hitting earth. It's like if the Frank Miller of old took a whole lot of mescaline, hooked up a pen and pencil and water-color inks or digital art or whatever to his brain, and just let it go hog-wild. At least his burned out Superman is interesting, for two pages. it's hard for words to describe what this book really is. Do we really need to see sub-par renditions of the Flash and his hooker version of Wonder Woman.
Could it be that Frank Miller has so many rabid fan-boys and girls that come to praise whatever s**t comes out of his frakked up mind that they can't properly criticize the work. It's also cluttered with FAR too many characters, and his Batman doesn't even make an appearance until well into (if not at the end) of chapter 1. well, if you want an idea, take a look at Miller's pet-film project, The Spirit, and you'll get an idea of what's happened to him in the 21st century.Where's the Miller that made me want to be a telepathic ronin in New York. because frankly, Miller, this is just. And the results are just what you'd expect - a total, unadalterated mess.Does it make it unreadable.
There are portions of the novel that are obviously done by Frank Miller (I say "obviously" because those parts of the novel are FREAKING AMAZING). I could be wrong, but it seems like there is a vast portion of this novel that Frank Miller had nothing to do with, and those parts suck. After reading Batman: The Dark Knight Returns, I couldn't wait to read B:tDKSA. and other parts that look like they are done by some hobo Miller just took home with him one day. The two stars were only given because there are some really great aspects of this novel, but they are generally buried by a mound of total and utterly annoying crap. As I said, my expectations could only be rivaled by my utter and complete disappointment. In this novel, it seems that Frank Miller enlisted the help of others, which was a collosal mistake.
Dont waste your time reading this. In comparison to his other works, this is a piece of crap. You would have never guessed that Frank Miller would have been a great writer if not for his previous works. This graphic novel lacks depth, lacks a good plot, lacks good artwork, and lacks spirit.
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