Welcome to this week’s recap of the current issue of “52.” I’m your party host for the evening. This week marks the thirtieth issue that’s shipped on time in a row of the fifty-two we’re eventually going to see. Just think about that. We’ve only got twenty-two issues left to go, and this whole thing will be over. And we’ll all sit around and laugh about how we thought this would be an impossible feat. Hopefully.
This week, we open with a short rundown of why the Batman needed a vacation (he lost it during the Crisis), with Robin narrating. From there, we meet up with Robin and Nightwing, who are halfway across the world, following the footsteps of their mentor’s journey all those years ago when he first donned the mantle of the bat. Interesting that they’re alone, since Bruce’s comfort in doing this journey, according to the last couple pages of IC #7 is that he’d have some company. Anyway, they find out about Intergang’s plot to take Gotham, and Nightwing decides to head home, while Tim decides to find Bruce. He eventually does, after Bruce has gone through a fight with some freaky guys with eyeballs on their fingers, who, apparently, freed the darkness and paranoia and evil inside him, thus destroying the Batman.
Back in Gotham, Renee Montoya is playing nurse for the Question. It’s a bunch of filler, but, at the end of it, she takes up his meditating practice, which elicits a sly smirk from him. I betcha he’s faking. Nah, the whole point is that she’s seemingly going to be the new Question.
At the end of the issue, Nightwing returns to Gotham to aid the Batwoman in a fight with a bunch of Intergang beasts. They make short work of them and decide to divide and sweep the city until they find Manheim.
Spoiler alert! Batman’s not gone! He’ll be back!
Overall, I liked this issue, if for no other reason than the fact that we ran into some familiar faces and got some new plot development. Hopefully, Nightwing becomes a mainstay in the Intergang/Gotham storyline, because I have a mad-on for Nightwing.
I’m late for dinner, though, so I’ll leave it at that. It was decent. Art was kinda weird, in style, but oh well. Can’t complain over here.
See ya in seven.