”It’s
a post-apocalyptic world nuclear winter, see the ash come a-tumblin’ down…”
Okay, maybe
not, but there’s no place like Dystopia, as an aging Harley wanders the bad
lands, framed for a crime she didn’t commit, until learning there’s a slight possibility the Joker may still
be alive. This notion sends Harley on a journey through the Batcave, Arkham,
Bludhaven, et al, as she catches up with old friends – and a few enemies – in
her quest to determine the fate of Mr. J.
Hot on her
trail is a gang of Alex-from-Clockwork-Oranges,
in the employ of NON-SPOILER ALERT. Could it be the Joker? Well, reports of his
demise are appropriately murky, so all I will say is, “Yes, it isn’t.”
As a DC fan,
I find it disappointing that rather than being an innovator in comic book
publishing, DC’s current strategy seems to be mining the House of Ideas for,
well, ideas. So many of it’s newest
properties owe some inspiration to something Marvel has already done. And in
MCU fashion there’s even a stinger scene (shwarma) at the end. Sigh.
BUT…not
having read Marvel’s Old Man Logan
series, to which this series is a rip-off homage, I am unable to compare
them. The benefit is that I can only judge this series on its own merit,
without unfair comparisons. It’s got that Harley Quinn level of insanity for
which we love her, and it’s good to know age will not slow her down any.
Rating: 8/10