Batman #41 by Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo

The opening issue of Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo’s bold “relaunch” of Batman isn’t an introduction. It’s an argument, one some fans might demand—and some deserve, they figure—after changing the guard behind DC’s most recognizable symbol.
Monthly readers of the series, let’s take stock: Snyder and Capullo have 40 great issues with bazillionaire playboy Bruce Wayne at the helm. We’ve had two event-spanning Joker arcs; a satisfying, Riddler-heavy origin story; and The Court of Owls, a secret society that existed in Gotham’s underbelly, unfurled in front of our eyes.
Maybe the series has its critics, but the Paste comics team is full of unashamed fans. I love Joker’s divided arcs—one set up to simply toy with the Dark Knight, another to obliterate him completely. Though it felt like it ran about three issues too long, Zero Year has its charms as an origin story, but the creative team never seemed more at home than when it was dreaming up completely untouched possibilities in Gotham with The Court of Owls. It was a hilarious, almost laughable realization: Yeah, even though Batman somehow managed to prepare for every conceivable outcome in a Joker battle, he’d still left a mammal-sized rock unturned, and those possibilities fired readers’ imagination through the 40-issue series. Like Geoff Johns’ Earth One take on Batman, Snyder and Capullo were able to dream up a Gotham tale that still left room for surprises—both in plot and character development, and with 75 years of history and preconceptions behind that mask, that’s not as easy as it looks.
But now, a change in course? Something different! Did Snyder and Capullo just fast-track themselves to Arkham?!
No.
I had the sense that the creative mojo was wearing thin in the late issues of Batman. It’s hard to put a finger on the problem: Capullo delivers his beautiful, singular vision of Gotham in every panel. Since Zero Year, FCO Plascencia has broadened his color palette, injecting bright pinks and muted oranges into the Gotham landscape—a move that, oddly, just highlights the darkness in certain panels. Snyder’s carried his razor-sharp writing through the final issue—and ending it on one of the more terrifying takes on the Joker that’s out there. But with the gears grinding just a little slower on the monthly issues, it stands to reason that, maybe, the duo ran out of places to go with The Batman?
So who can blame them for putting Snyder’s other Gotham obsession, Jim Gordon, into the spotlight? Snyder practically made his Batman career by taking on a Gordon-centered story in Detective Comics’ Black Mirror arc, one that delves into his own family tree for a terrifying finale. But the argument for Gordon gets a little meta within the pages of Batman #41, and that’s to the benefit of DC’s readers. Because as bad as some readers don’t want Gordon—47 and soft, a smoker with a mustache—taking over the role, they’ve got naysaying competition from Gordon himself.