In which I review Keith Giffen and J.M. deMatteis' arrival on DC Comics' Booster Gold.
Quick syllabus: Booster Gold. Blue Beetle. Mr. Miracle. Big Barda. Martian Manhunter. In the 1990s. Future Maxwell Lord involved somehow. And fighting in space. Against an alien sorceror named Hieronymus the Underachiever. NEED I SAY MORE?
Long version:
They may have only started with issue 33, but Booster Gold is fucking back. He was never physically gone (not even during Fifty-Two--spoiler alert! for a five year old comic), but I could never get really excited by Johns' or Jurgens' Booster Gold books.
Even Johns' Blue and Gold arc, which was good and as well-intentioned as Geoff Johns gets these days, was not--not really--the book I actually wanted. Maybe it was my own JLI-goggles, but, you know, if I'm buying a book with Booster Gold and Blue Beetle in it, I'm sort of expecting, you know, laughs. Fun. More than one joke that totally worked. (And bear in mind that joke was "Come with me if you want to live," which is funny, sure, but aside from originality issues, it was a lonely little gag.)
But where was the patter? The rapid-fire dialogue style? The light-hearted-fun-that-could-turn-into-blood-curdling-tragedy at a moment's notice? Well, that's vested in the persons of Keith Giffen and J.M deMatteis. They are back, and they are on.
A couple of caveats here: I am an on-and-off follower of comics these days, for reasons of time and money and also, unfortunately, a perception of decreased quality of output. But a lot of times things just pass me by entirely, because I am dumb and lazy. I deserve my own circle of hell for letting the Jaime Reyes Blue Beetle book drop off my radar before his series ever began, and there's Giffen's Justice League: Generation Lost, which I assume is awesome until Judd Winick's taint takes over that book.
I can guarantee, however, that the G/M Booster Gold is something I'll be following monthly, the first time I've done this since... Christ, Ellis' run on the Authority? Planetary, when it was still almost a monthly, not a centennial edition with every issue? I don't know. It's been a long time.
It is awesome beyond compare. This is not hype or an overreaction. This is fact. This is scientific. This comic is not about superhumans, it was made by superhumans. Okay, that might be hype... but it's amazingly great.
The plot so far is open to charges of open and notorious fanwankery, and maybe it is, but in a beautiful and glorious way: Booster goes back to the late 1980s-early 1990s. And has adventures with the JLI. Yes, it's bringing-Ted Kord-back-from-the-dead-through-the-magic-of-time-travel again. But this time this device, this tragic bromance, beaten like a dead horse from Fifty-Two till the present, finally fires on all cylinders, and works. G/M actually manage to recapture the spirit old days again, without overly sacrificing Booster's character growth. Also, prominently featured are Scott Free and Big Barda. Less prominently, J'onn J'onzz the Martian Manhunter. This is employing the dead-but-not-dead-then* conceit to its fullest potential. Because Booster Gold is on a quest to defeat some kind of transtemporal Max Lord scheme**, it is also a plot reason to the time-travel beyond "I wanna see my pal again," although of course that dimension is never absent. They also go to space for inadequately explained reasons, recognized as such by the text (or at least Skeetz), and fight an alien sorceror named Hieronymus the Underachiever.
Most importantly, however, the book is JLI-level funny. Maybe funnier. At least as funny as Can't Believe It's Not the Justice League. Which... well, okay, if you ignore the huge cognitive dissonance involved in the fact that Can't Believe It's Not the Justice League was being published at the same time that the bad part of the DCU (which is, all of the rest of it) was dealing with Sue Dibny's murder, Ralph Dibny's heartbroken meltdown, and Maxwell Lord being the Black King of the Hellfire Cl--I mean Checkmate, and shooting Ted Kord in the head...*** that book is one of the greatest humor comics of all time. G/M's Booster Gold is that funny.
Now there are some problems. There, always, are problems. There are three.
The first is the most glaring. I realize it's some kind of contagious spastic tic for writers dealing with Booster Gold, but they can all shut up already about how he's really a hero. I know he's a hero. I get it. I read Fifty-Two. I read the previous issues. And I didn't need to read Fifty-Two or the previous issues to know that Booster Gold is a basically good guy who is capable of very occasional flashes of brilliance and extraordinary self-sacrifice. I especially do not need to be told by G/M, who wax about it to a point that... you know, this might actually be parody. I'm going to reevaluate this as hilarious.
The second is possibly a lot, lot less complicated than what I'm reading into it. It might not be a problem. It might be a clue.
Follow me here, and correct me if I'm way off about my info, my reading of past events, or my logic:
In the current Booster Golds, Booster's hanging out with Beetle, in the past--in the 80s/90s. To spoil a little bit, when Booster goes back, he's attempting to pretend to be his past self. He is found out within two panels, by J'onn J'onzz (telepath). Great jokes ensue, but at any rate he does appear to be able to fool Beetle for a while. Of course, he only appears to, and Beetle reveals pretty quickly that he is "not an idiot" and it's ridiculously obvious that this Booster is from the future. This naturally leads "past" Beetle to question the future. What's strange about this is that Beetle has a weird, even cloying tone to his questioning, asking if he and Booster are still "best buds!" and similar superlatives in the future.
Okay, this is all true, and of course it's possibly included just to be a little sad, because Beetle's future is being shot in the brain, and, yeah, it's all stuff 90s Beetle would know... but it's also not really how 90s Beetle (or 2000s Beetle) acted around Booster. If anything, Booster was more likely to pull the "but you're my bestest friend! let's go [insert zany scheme here]!" move. Beetle usually put up a front of annoyance at this sort of behavior, ranging from mild snarkery to apopleptic fury. (It helps that Booster, despite any claims to contrary, is in fact impulsively stupid.****) This dynamic never really changed permanently until Beetle died.
Add to this that they've played with a real Ted Kord resurrection for a while. Add to this the mysterious "BWA-HA-HA" at the end of Johns' Blue and Gold arc. (Subtract from this Ted Kord's corpse showing up to do that played-out Black Lantern schtick in Blackest Night. Subtract it from collective memory. Just like I trust we all have with Carol Ferris' love-is-a-stripper schtick.)
My conclusion? 90s Beetle is not 90s Beetle. 90s Beetle is 2000s Beetle. Ted Kord, time master. Or something.
Bonus: this explains the plot-hole of J'onn J'onzz not calling a JL meeting and telling everybody, including 90s Beetle, that there's a Future Booster running around.
So if I'm wrong, this is a flaw (a forgiveable one, to be sure); if I'm right, it's foreshadowing.
Oh, and a third, huge, almost story-wrecking flaw that I hesitate to mention...
I sadly regret to inform everyone that there has not yet been a "Buster!" "That's Booster!" callback yet. I expect the mob to meet me at the DC officers. Don't forget your pitchforks.
Edit: oh, I wish I could say it was all drawn by Kevin Maguire. I would pay $6 an issue for interiors by the godlike pencil of Kevin Maguire. But interiors are very ably handled by Chris Batista, albeit with some rough patches here and there, presumably because of time constraints. (Points in his favor: his Barda is good, and I like a good Barda, who is difficult for many to draw it seems. Like Adam Hughes. I'm not convinced he's ever seen her before. Fucking coat rack bullshit.) But I may not be able to adequately judge the art on this title. Hell, maybe even the writing. It could probably be stick figures shouting "BWA-HA-HA!" every other page and I would ejaculate over every panel of it. Buy it anyway.
*Yes, I know, the last few pages of Final Crisis #7. Final Crisis is fucking clown shoes.
**Fascinatingly, also to redeem Max Lord--Booster is convinced that the Max Lord that shot Ted Kord was not Max Lord. Sperging readers of JLI will recall that J'onn J'onzz looked into Lord's heart once and saw that he was a good, if douchebaggish, man. It's a thin cord to hang a redemption arc on--I was never wholly opposed to the concept of Max Lord being a bad guy, it was all in the crummy execution--but I say go for it.
***Whose idea was it to let someone else other than Giffen and deMatteis write the last Ted Kord--and penultimate Maxwell Lord--story?
****And Giffen and deMatteis must, at least intuitively, know this. Interestingly, the main voice this time around claiming Booster isn't an idiot is Booster himself, instead of Rip Hunter or Michelle or Beetle or whoever. Frankly, you take away that mild brain damage Booster seems to have, and you lose the core, not to mention the appeal, of the character. For example, going back in time, and trying to pretend you're your past self... to a telepath. That's pure Booster Gold.
Quick syllabus: Booster Gold. Blue Beetle. Mr. Miracle. Big Barda. Martian Manhunter. In the 1990s. Future Maxwell Lord involved somehow. And fighting in space. Against an alien sorceror named Hieronymus the Underachiever. NEED I SAY MORE?
Long version:
They may have only started with issue 33, but Booster Gold is fucking back. He was never physically gone (not even during Fifty-Two--spoiler alert! for a five year old comic), but I could never get really excited by Johns' or Jurgens' Booster Gold books.
Even Johns' Blue and Gold arc, which was good and as well-intentioned as Geoff Johns gets these days, was not--not really--the book I actually wanted. Maybe it was my own JLI-goggles, but, you know, if I'm buying a book with Booster Gold and Blue Beetle in it, I'm sort of expecting, you know, laughs. Fun. More than one joke that totally worked. (And bear in mind that joke was "Come with me if you want to live," which is funny, sure, but aside from originality issues, it was a lonely little gag.)
But where was the patter? The rapid-fire dialogue style? The light-hearted-fun-that-could-turn-into-blood-curdling-tragedy at a moment's notice? Well, that's vested in the persons of Keith Giffen and J.M deMatteis. They are back, and they are on.
A couple of caveats here: I am an on-and-off follower of comics these days, for reasons of time and money and also, unfortunately, a perception of decreased quality of output. But a lot of times things just pass me by entirely, because I am dumb and lazy. I deserve my own circle of hell for letting the Jaime Reyes Blue Beetle book drop off my radar before his series ever began, and there's Giffen's Justice League: Generation Lost, which I assume is awesome until Judd Winick's taint takes over that book.
I can guarantee, however, that the G/M Booster Gold is something I'll be following monthly, the first time I've done this since... Christ, Ellis' run on the Authority? Planetary, when it was still almost a monthly, not a centennial edition with every issue? I don't know. It's been a long time.
It is awesome beyond compare. This is not hype or an overreaction. This is fact. This is scientific. This comic is not about superhumans, it was made by superhumans. Okay, that might be hype... but it's amazingly great.
The plot so far is open to charges of open and notorious fanwankery, and maybe it is, but in a beautiful and glorious way: Booster goes back to the late 1980s-early 1990s. And has adventures with the JLI. Yes, it's bringing-Ted Kord-back-from-the-dead-through-the-magic-of-time-travel again. But this time this device, this tragic bromance, beaten like a dead horse from Fifty-Two till the present, finally fires on all cylinders, and works. G/M actually manage to recapture the spirit old days again, without overly sacrificing Booster's character growth. Also, prominently featured are Scott Free and Big Barda. Less prominently, J'onn J'onzz the Martian Manhunter. This is employing the dead-but-not-dead-then* conceit to its fullest potential. Because Booster Gold is on a quest to defeat some kind of transtemporal Max Lord scheme**, it is also a plot reason to the time-travel beyond "I wanna see my pal again," although of course that dimension is never absent. They also go to space for inadequately explained reasons, recognized as such by the text (or at least Skeetz), and fight an alien sorceror named Hieronymus the Underachiever.
Most importantly, however, the book is JLI-level funny. Maybe funnier. At least as funny as Can't Believe It's Not the Justice League. Which... well, okay, if you ignore the huge cognitive dissonance involved in the fact that Can't Believe It's Not the Justice League was being published at the same time that the bad part of the DCU (which is, all of the rest of it) was dealing with Sue Dibny's murder, Ralph Dibny's heartbroken meltdown, and Maxwell Lord being the Black King of the Hellfire Cl--I mean Checkmate, and shooting Ted Kord in the head...*** that book is one of the greatest humor comics of all time. G/M's Booster Gold is that funny.
Now there are some problems. There, always, are problems. There are three.
The first is the most glaring. I realize it's some kind of contagious spastic tic for writers dealing with Booster Gold, but they can all shut up already about how he's really a hero. I know he's a hero. I get it. I read Fifty-Two. I read the previous issues. And I didn't need to read Fifty-Two or the previous issues to know that Booster Gold is a basically good guy who is capable of very occasional flashes of brilliance and extraordinary self-sacrifice. I especially do not need to be told by G/M, who wax about it to a point that... you know, this might actually be parody. I'm going to reevaluate this as hilarious.
The second is possibly a lot, lot less complicated than what I'm reading into it. It might not be a problem. It might be a clue.
Follow me here, and correct me if I'm way off about my info, my reading of past events, or my logic:
In the current Booster Golds, Booster's hanging out with Beetle, in the past--in the 80s/90s. To spoil a little bit, when Booster goes back, he's attempting to pretend to be his past self. He is found out within two panels, by J'onn J'onzz (telepath). Great jokes ensue, but at any rate he does appear to be able to fool Beetle for a while. Of course, he only appears to, and Beetle reveals pretty quickly that he is "not an idiot" and it's ridiculously obvious that this Booster is from the future. This naturally leads "past" Beetle to question the future. What's strange about this is that Beetle has a weird, even cloying tone to his questioning, asking if he and Booster are still "best buds!" and similar superlatives in the future.
Okay, this is all true, and of course it's possibly included just to be a little sad, because Beetle's future is being shot in the brain, and, yeah, it's all stuff 90s Beetle would know... but it's also not really how 90s Beetle (or 2000s Beetle) acted around Booster. If anything, Booster was more likely to pull the "but you're my bestest friend! let's go [insert zany scheme here]!" move. Beetle usually put up a front of annoyance at this sort of behavior, ranging from mild snarkery to apopleptic fury. (It helps that Booster, despite any claims to contrary, is in fact impulsively stupid.****) This dynamic never really changed permanently until Beetle died.
Add to this that they've played with a real Ted Kord resurrection for a while. Add to this the mysterious "BWA-HA-HA" at the end of Johns' Blue and Gold arc. (Subtract from this Ted Kord's corpse showing up to do that played-out Black Lantern schtick in Blackest Night. Subtract it from collective memory. Just like I trust we all have with Carol Ferris' love-is-a-stripper schtick.)
My conclusion? 90s Beetle is not 90s Beetle. 90s Beetle is 2000s Beetle. Ted Kord, time master. Or something.
Bonus: this explains the plot-hole of J'onn J'onzz not calling a JL meeting and telling everybody, including 90s Beetle, that there's a Future Booster running around.
So if I'm wrong, this is a flaw (a forgiveable one, to be sure); if I'm right, it's foreshadowing.
Oh, and a third, huge, almost story-wrecking flaw that I hesitate to mention...
I sadly regret to inform everyone that there has not yet been a "Buster!" "That's Booster!" callback yet. I expect the mob to meet me at the DC officers. Don't forget your pitchforks.

Edit: oh, I wish I could say it was all drawn by Kevin Maguire. I would pay $6 an issue for interiors by the godlike pencil of Kevin Maguire. But interiors are very ably handled by Chris Batista, albeit with some rough patches here and there, presumably because of time constraints. (Points in his favor: his Barda is good, and I like a good Barda, who is difficult for many to draw it seems. Like Adam Hughes. I'm not convinced he's ever seen her before. Fucking coat rack bullshit.) But I may not be able to adequately judge the art on this title. Hell, maybe even the writing. It could probably be stick figures shouting "BWA-HA-HA!" every other page and I would ejaculate over every panel of it. Buy it anyway.
*Yes, I know, the last few pages of Final Crisis #7. Final Crisis is fucking clown shoes.
**Fascinatingly, also to redeem Max Lord--Booster is convinced that the Max Lord that shot Ted Kord was not Max Lord. Sperging readers of JLI will recall that J'onn J'onzz looked into Lord's heart once and saw that he was a good, if douchebaggish, man. It's a thin cord to hang a redemption arc on--I was never wholly opposed to the concept of Max Lord being a bad guy, it was all in the crummy execution--but I say go for it.
***Whose idea was it to let someone else other than Giffen and deMatteis write the last Ted Kord--and penultimate Maxwell Lord--story?
****And Giffen and deMatteis must, at least intuitively, know this. Interestingly, the main voice this time around claiming Booster isn't an idiot is Booster himself, instead of Rip Hunter or Michelle or Beetle or whoever. Frankly, you take away that mild brain damage Booster seems to have, and you lose the core, not to mention the appeal, of the character. For example, going back in time, and trying to pretend you're your past self... to a telepath. That's pure Booster Gold.
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