Okay, we have arrived at the final chapter of the first act of Kevin Smith’s Batman story The Widening Gyre. This way lies madness, folks, so take a deep breath and say a quick prayer. Also, I should let you know that there are lots of spoilers ahead, so if you give a shit about remaining spoiler-free about this story, then stop reading right now. No one gives a shit, right? Okay then…
So after rereading The Widening Gyre in full in preparation for my blog entries, I’ve come to realize that most of the really ridiculous shit that I want to talk about occurs in the sixth and final issue. So I am going to zip through issues 3, 4 and 5 in one post, and then the next one will probably be really long. Come along with me on this journey, won’t you?
The Widening Gyre #2, taken on its own, isn’t all that horrible. If it was the first chapter I read, I would think the story was a little silly, a little bland, and that all the characters inexplicably spoke like Reservoir Dogs. But I wouldn’t think it was completely off the wall batshit crazy.
Look at it. LOOK AT IT. We are about to go down a dark road, my friends, but it’s a road that’s been tread many times before. There is no shortage on the internet of Widening Gyre shit-talk. But there can never be enough. There must never be enough.
Chadd Derkins
Jenny Incompetence