Superman: Space Age #1 review

It’s 1985 and Superman is preparing for the end. Something is happening and he’s not fighting, he’s saying his goodbyes.

Flashback to 1963 and a young Clark Kent can’t wait to leave Smallville and make his mark on the world.

Jonathan Kent tells his son about his time fighting in the Second World War – out there in the big, wide world he was called on to do some terrible things. Is staying home, and staying safe – staying sane? – really so bad? That same evening Clark, Jonathan and mom Martha hear terrible news from the TV – President John F Kennedy has been murdered.

With JFK dead, the uncomfortable stalemate between the USA and USSR worsens, and when Soviet nuclear subs are reported around US waters, Clark can’t sit back any longer.

Meanwhile, rival business magnates are hoping to sell the US military on their plans to deal with the growing threat of all-out nuclear war.

Clark manages to stop the immediate outbreak of World War Three and finds someone – some thing – to teach him about his super-powers.

Soon, Clark finds himself a job at the Metropolis Daily Planet, inheriting the ‘Kooks and Kranks’ beat as reporter Lois Lane goes onto bigger things.

Clark’s new role leads to him meeting a man in a bar…

Pariah? I was not expecting him. Mind, there’s room for everything including the kitchen sink in this 80pp debut issue of a new mini-series from writer Mark Russell and artist Mike Allred. To be honest, I found the length exhausting… yes, Russell’s alternate take on DCU/real world history intrigues – Lex Luthor is on excellent form, while the war stories of Jonathan Kent and, later, Sam Lane, are hard hitting – but there’s relatively little Superman.

Also, DC already has a definitive take on the middle years of the century in Darwyn Cooke’s wonderful New Frontier. By the end of this issue Green Lantern, Wonder Woman and Batman have joined Superman as public heroes, making the comparisons even harder to resist. And where New Frontier filled me with wonder, Superman: Space Age leaves me feeling a little down… despite the odd pretty good joke, and musings on hope, there’s something melancholy about Russell’s story. And while I always find Allred’s art fascinating to look at, his people appear so very very sad, haunted even. There’s a great speech on Hope that Russell gives Jonathan but delivering it, he look like a zombie.

There are some great moments – that first image of Clark flying over the porch is something else, there’s a real sense of defying gravity. Lois looks wonderful. Sixties Luthorcorp is sensational. There’s a very clever visual showing Superman travelling at speed. Heck, the only thing I find objectionable in the art is Clark’s baggy shorts, which are hideous.

There is one thing I really hate in the script, and if you’ve been around this blog awhile you can likely guess – the all-singing, all-dancing Jor-El hologram. I ruddy well hate the interactive holo-Jor-El we’ve had in pretty much every version of Superman since the Smallville TV series (if memory serves, Superman the Movie stuck to tape recordings).

Seriously? No wonder Jor-El couldn’t save Krypton from being blown up, he was spending decades setting up Speak and Spell Dad. I’d be more comfortable if Russell just said Jor-El was a ghost.

I like the cover a lot. A puzzled Man of Steel, a sense of doom and the actual Superman logo, which DC have barely been using over the last couple of years. It’s not only the classic look, it’s period appropriate, with the ‘U’ chiselled rather than rounded off (that version of the masthead debuted in the mid-Seventies). A pat on the back to publication designer Kenny Lopez. Kudos top to colourist Laura Allred and letterer Dave Sharpe for wonderful work throughout the issue.

There’s a lot to like here – a heartfelt script, superbly crafted art and interestingly tweaked takes on beloved characters. And it’s amazing value, at about twice the price of a regular DC comic with five times the page count. In the end, though, I admired this comic rather than loved it; I’ll be buying next issue but I won’t be chomping at the bit waiting for it.

16 thoughts on “Superman: Space Age #1 review

  1. “Seriously? No wonder Jor-El couldn’t save Krypton from being blown up, he was spending decades setting up Speak and Spell Dad. I’d be more comfortable if Russell just said Jor-El was a ghost.”

    Blame Mort Weisinger! Seriously, I don’t find Jor-El’s hologram much different than Siri (iPhone) these days. The idea was to give Superman a connection to Krypton, but since DC’s approach has been to make Superman the Happy Human kryptonian since 1986, and Jor-El was bat-scat crazy during DC Rebirth, perhaps tit may be better to leave him to a more capable writer. . .like me!

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      1. If I recall correctly, Weisinger is the reason we had so much development with Krypton, demanding that his writers come up with a new Kryptonian aspect every 6 months or so, leaving me to playfully lay the blame for A.I. Jor-El at his feet. 😉

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  2. ou always convince me when I’m undecided on a book. This time it’s to skip it. I don’t like Alred much but can red a book of his if I like the writer. I very much don’t like Russell. I stopped reading Wonder Twins partway through an issue even.

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    1. That takes strength of character. I can’t remember ever packing something in halfway through… hang on, there was this Fantastic Four comic by Jonathan Hickman that had Black Bolt with a very peculiar harem. I did indeed give that one up.


      1. I stopped reading the Martian Manhunter mini recently partway through the first issue. I also stopped reading Hickman’s F4 when he concluded the issue’s story in a final page text piece. I love text pages as enhancement in current XComics but that F4 issue was an insult and waste.

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      2. His Man-Thing stories fell flat and his run on Marauders is the second worst X-Book since the Krakoan Age started.


  3. I liked Orlando’s Wonder Woman fill-ins. His later run on the series didn’t work as well for me.

    But as for the comic at hand, I really loved it. I read it in installments over a couple of days, since it’s so long, but it worked so well for me. Of course, I like Allred’s art a lot, and Russell’s been one of my favorite writers these past few years.

    I particularly enjoyed Lois in the jail with the civil rights leaders, and John Lewis’s story about the Chinese restaurant. I loved Superman’s reluctance to put on the costume, because he didn’t feel he could live up to it. And I’m OK with the Jor-El multi-purpose hologram, given that Kryptonian technology should really be more advanced than what we can build ourselves…and we CAN make a Siri or an Alexa. So Jor-El has to be better.

    (I don’t think he spent a lot of time programming it, actually. In my headcannon, there are similar devices all around Krypton to allow people access to their ancestors’ knowledge and experience, and Jor-El simply modified it to include information on Earth as well, some of it uploaded during Kal’s flight to Earth, and even more of it obtained and catalogued by sensors once the rocket landed. But that’s just headcannon.)

    Pariah was a big surprise! Loved the prediction about the Beatles that makes Clark think he’s onto something.

    And as for this treading similar ground to New Frontier — I can’t say that bothers me too much. As wonderful as that comic was (and it’s one of my favorite things DC has ever published), it was published back in 2004. (I know…I feel old, too!) I don’t think it’s too egregious to return to that setting once every two decades or so. And honestly, when all is said and done, I think we’re going to see a very different story — just one with a similar setting and characters.

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    1. Great comments and insight as ever! I probably should have read the book in instalments, I’d have felt less weary, most likely. You definitely name some standout scenes. I think I’m likely bringing to this an expectation that things will get very depressing, linked to recent Mark Russell work I’ve read. I hope I’m wrong and that this comic will prove a big old burst of optimism!


  4. “Pariah. You can call me… The Parish.” Bwa-ha-ha-ha! (I understand the original script had it as, “The Pariah. You can call me… Jo Rowling.” On second thoughts that isn’t especially funny, it’s a sad reminder of the collapse in public discourse. Two sides, one you expect nothing good from anyway; the other you have high hopes for, only to have them dashed by self-righteousness, stupidity, bastardisation of the English language, narrow-mindedness disguised as enlightenment, et cetera et cetera ad infinitum ad nauseum.

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