So I just finished Tom King and Greg Smallwood's
Human Target. I've raved previously about King and Bilquis Evely's
Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow, and
The Human Target is very nearly as good.
Just as
WoT is a highly creative riff on
True Grit,
HT cribs conceptually from the classic noir thriller
D.O.A. Christopher Chance, the "Human Target," accidentally swallows poison intended for Lex Luthor. He has 12 days to live and to solve his own murder. He quickly determines that the killer is likely a member of the Justice League International, and the hunt is on. He teams up with Ice (though she's a prime suspect), and despite his every instinct and inclination, finds himself falling in love with her as their investigation proceeds.
Smallwood's art is amazing throughout. It's '40s film noir meets '50s advertising art meets '60's pop art. It's stylish and cinematic as hell, and does as much to define and distinguish the book as King's brilliant script.
James Gunn seriously needs to consider adapting this to live-action for his DCU, either as a feature film or a TV miniseries. The headlong collision of hardboiled grit and comicbook fantasy would make for a very fresh entry in even this overworked genre.
I'm going to need to sit with the ending a while. It's painful and beautiful and cruel and loving and tragic and hilarious. It's perfect, but it isn't neatly disposed of merely by closing the book.
I know King is reviled by many fans, but more than ever, I'm convinced he's the finest writer working in mainstream comics today.