Paul Levitz and Brendan McCarthy begin Khalid’s final storyline as Dr. Fate in issue 17, and it’s a psychedelic extravaganza. The story itself is fairly simple, and basically has Dr. Fate follow a thread that takes him to increasing threats.
The joy is getting there, and it’s a visual feast. Vibrant art and some really memorable images. I love the Sphinx that Khalid faces at the end of the story.
But it is thin on plot. I feel like I have covered everything that really needed to be said about the issue, and I haven’t even hit 100 words.
It’s very different than earlier issues, which did raise a lot of issues, religious and political, about being a Muslim in the United States at this time. And Dr. Fate did it, in my eyes, far better than it has been done with Simon Baz, the Muslim Green Lantern.
So the fact that this one is lighter in fare doesn’t bother me. Dr. Fate as a character lends itself to occasional stories of pure eye candy. It’s a nice change to go out on one, instead of something bitter and dark. The book concludes next issue, and will probably pop my eyes right out.