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Injustice Gods Among Us, Having Its Cake, Eating It, Then Making Us Go On A Diet

There are lots of spoilers for Injustice: Gods Among Us #30 by Tom Taylor and Bruno Redondo in this post. I'd recommend you go away and read it, then come back. Odds are, you'll like it. I did. But there's… stuff.

Injustice: Gods Among Us is a strange beast and weaves violently in tone. One issue it's Superman, distraught after the death of most of Metropolis and his pregnant wife Lois, ripping the heart out of the Joker.

Then it's the Green Arrow and mass murderer Harley Quinn sharing a series of silly jokes over boxing glove arrows and fake moustaches. It seems to go wherever the mood takes it.

This past week's episode seemed to be rather… self critical. Instead of the troubled Superman of the comic, we travel to an idealised past, where the most Superman has to deal with is a young boy who has fallen off his bike, and armed robbers who aren't actually armed.

It's fun, it's frivolous, it's the way things are meant to be with Lois Lane, Ace Reporter doing her thing.

And then this is all seen in direct contrast to the present of Injustice: Gods Among Us. The kid from Metropolis with the busted up bike is now a student in Gotham – and a good thing too.

He probably lost his family, but he also lost a Superman.

The shot, the language used, it feels like a targeted attack on Man Of Steel, and the changing of Superman in that film, but also Injustice: Gods Among Us itself, and the demands made upon it.

It's not often that an author criticises the audience for how upset he feels about the story he's written because of their perceived demands but this is one.

It's odd, many people will really enjoy this comic, possibly the folk who really wouldn't have enjoyed previous chapters. It backs up what so many people think about Superman, feel about Superman but don't see that in the current comics and movies. Because of, well, comics like Injustice: Gods Among Us.

It's beautifully, simplistically, emotionally told. Nostalgia, righteousness and despair all at once. But basically Ronald McDonald has just told you that you're an arsehole for eating burgers, what with the environment, animal rights and stuff. It's… odd.

I'm going to go and read it again.

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