Man, I love Bart. And also this new writer, some character going by Marc Guggenheim.

Cop on the street: “Have we met? Something familiar about you…”
The Flash: “Dude, I’m the Flash.”

Reading a cape book set in Los Angeles almost feels unnatural. All the capes are supposed to be hanging out on the eastern seaboard, aren’t they? But it’s Bart, so he can be anywhere pretty fast anyways. Though according to this book, running around makes him hungry.

There’s a lot of secret identity shit this time around. Bart bitches out his girlfriend for gabbing about his (even though she didn’t), but it’s okay because his heart’s in the right place because he just doesn’t want her to go and get raped by Dr. Light. The conversation highlights DC’s need to keep their publishing schedule on track because if this book came out last week or if last week’s 52 had been delayed (lol 52 being delayed), it would’ve been a “hey Ralph Dibney’s dead oh oops spoilers above” situation.

Oh and hey, YET ANOTHER BOOK WITH THE NEW GODS. I don’t really care for them all that much, but having Steppenwolf around to say “Step away, stripling.” is worth it, I suppose. And having the friggin’ JLA show up to save the day is always fun. Too bad Ron Adrian can’t draw Hal right. He looked like Kyle in the wrong costume.

And yeah, if you haven’t read last week’s 52, spoilers above.