The Joker is dead . . . and Batman can't figure out how. Or if he's sane. Or if he's alive. His only help is John Constantine, an outspoken unreliable narrator. What is going on?
Meh. I love Lee Bermejo's art (see Joker or Noel), and that buoys an otherwise unimpressive tale. This is from DC's Black Label, which is a darker take on the DC universe. And it is dark, but I didn't understand the story or the point, other than Batman is tormented. I guess I'm not into the whole 'unreliable narrator combined with insane ravings' approach.
Rating: B-
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