Gotham Calling

There are comic books I love as storytelling vehicles and those I dig as a pure visual object. I can put up with a weak script on an action comic as long as the art is dazzling (like Frank Espinosa’s work on Killing Girl) or vice-versa in, say, a mystery yarn – which is not to say that the experience isn’t even more gratifying when everything comes together smoothly. Regardless of the execution inside, though, sometimes there is much pleasure to be had in just contemplating the covers, which by themselves can conjure up the powerful flavor of an exciting two-fisted yarn in a single image…