With a Harley
Quinn comic book, you expect a certain level of humour and craziness. Maybe I’m
a bit dim, but it’s taken me this long to figure out “the level of the room,”
so to speak. It’s much more subtle and cerebral, somewhat like the British
sense of humour (which I rarely understand, so there ya go).
Take one part
Wizard of Oz, throw in some psycho-funka-delic trippiness, and add a dash of
roller derby, with a modicum of psycho-analysis (physician, heal thyself), and
that’s the latest issue of Harley. Oh, and the dachshund’s name is Nathan. Get
it?
If I had a
complaint, it’s that the ending was a bit telegraphed early in the story. But
it was nice seeing Mike Kaluta draw a few pages again. He was one of my
favorite artists back in the day, but he’s been off the radar so long, I can’t
help but wonder where he’s been.
Meanwhile,
Brandon Peterson’s art continues to shine. This is the first ongoing title I’ve
seen him work on, so I’m going to have to do some background research to find
out where’s he’s been the past several years, and seek those books out. Like
several Rebirth titles this week, now’s a great time to hop on your Harley, if
you haven’t already.