In which Jim Shooter wraps up the storyline he set up in his first issue, over a year ago, in a very satisfying manner. Using a combination of smarts and powers, the Legion convincingly dispatches the threat of the Intruder Planet.
It's scintillating stuff, but there's something missing. A small thing . . . where the heck is the resolution of the 'Projectra's an evil old bag' storyline? Last month she nearly killed Phantom Girl, mindwiped Saturn Girl and swore to destroy the Legion and United Planets. This issue?
Not one word. Yes, this is the final issue, and the main storyline had to be wrapped up, but there are moments that could be cut to allow a few pages to wrap up the Projectra business. It's hardly a small matter when one of their own goes rogue. Instead we had a happy ending that was lovely for the characters involved, but wrong emotionally for the reader.
Apparently Shooter wasn't happy with the way things turned out, as he's under a pseudonym this time, as Justin Thyme (ouch). Well, I assume it's him - feel free to correct me, anyone in the know. I doubt it's Steve Apollo (old-time Legion ref there, not worth explaining, really). It's a shame that a great run of scripts has ended on a downer.
On the art side of things, Ramon Bachs and John Livesay do a decent job, though one Legionnaire looks far too young in a scene in which he's meant to look young (he wrote awkwardly, trying not to spoil things). The run's regular artist, Francis Manapul, supplies the powerful double cover, aided and abetted by Livesay and colourist Jo Smith.
No matter how good the next version proves, Jim Shooter's intelligent scripts will ensure I'll miss this version of the Legion.
LONG LIVE THE LEGION!