In which the Amazons bury their dead and Diana learns that she has a father as well as a mother.
Last issue, in the midst of tricking Amazon into killing Amazon, demi-goddess Strife told Diana that they shared a father – Zeus. Diana didn’t believe this, her mother Hippolyta having told her that she was a clay statue brought to life in answer to her mother’s prayers.
Believing herself to be responsible for the slain, Hippolyta feels ashamed. She admits to Diana that Strife speaks the truth – she is the result of a passionate affair between Queen of the Amazons and King of the Gods. Learning she was pregnant, Hippolyta concocted the magical birth story to hide Diana from Zeus’ wronged, vengeful wife, Hera. Feeling her life to be a lie, Diana goes into the Amazon jungle (no, not that one) and smashes things for awhile, before emerging and announcing that she is no longer to be referred to as Diana, and certainly not by the dismissive nickname Clay – from now on, it’s Wonder Woman.
Clay? Really? The queen allowed her beloved child to be referred to so dismissively while growing up? It’s one thing to keep a lie going, but allowing your child to be hurt in the process? Not cool.
And never mind Zeus, Diana’s real-life father, William Moulton Marston, intended Diana to inspire. Wonder Woman’s powers weren’t innate, they were the result of Amazon training. She strove to become the finest, wisest warrior on Paradise Island – her only birthright was her mother’s love. So making Diana an actual demi-god cheapens the ideal of Wonder Woman, takes away from her message that any of us could become a wonder too.
On the artistic side, Cliff Chiang continues to dazzle. His Diana has the physique of an athlete rather than a whippet-thin model, while – partnered with colourist Matthew Wilson – he choreographs action and sets the mood superbly. There’s one panel in which Diana’s body is a little off, and unfortunately it’s the capper to the issue, but disappointing Chiang is still pretty nice
And there’s one hilarious panel in which … wait, I’ll show you …
I’m a great proponent of ‘sometimes a cigar is just a cigar’ but Lord, that’s one big fat Cuban. Still, the Zeus scenes have the requisite sexy intensity to them, probably more than a Teen-rated comic should have. This is a good-looking book, it’s a well-written book. I just hope the creative team remembers that it’s supposed to be a Wonder Woman book.