So, Power Girl is ending. For me. I mean, it’s gonna keep goin’ on, just not with the current creative team. Lovebuddies Jimmy Palmiotti and Amanda Conner are leaving, and after that who really cares? I haven’t even read to see who’s replacing them.
It’s too bad, because I hopped on really late. But today the trade of the first few arcs came out in comic shops, so I was able to finally catch up. It’s really been a great year or so of comics. I didn’t even really have a love for the character before now, but I do now – well, at least how she’s written here. Girls who think with their fists are pretty cool, and it’s refreshing that she’s not neutered, power-wise, in any way. Nobody has to rescue her constantly, nor does she pull any punches. It’s great.
And there’s a irreverent sense of humor throughout, which you can guess is right up my alley. It’s a world that doesn’t shy away from Golden Age-style goofy antics, which is even more awesome. Just because the characters roll their eyes at them doesn’t mean we get any fewer Pregno-Rays or Hilarious Overwrought Villain Speeches. Also, copious amounts of Ultra-Humanite.
And the art looks like it’s pureed Jesus. Or other deity of your choice. Or pureed baby-killing if you’re areligious.
And and and and.