It has been a while since a comic book has killed a part of my spirit, so I guess I was due. Just - why did it have to be
Batgirl that did it? Why, god? Why?
I don't know why, but at least I know how. I've never seen a comic go so out of its way to follow the letter of continuity but not the spirit. Here's a hint, when there are ten or twenty pages that are near-solid white speech bubbles and black exposition boxes, all to explain a relatively new character's history, it is a sign that that character's story has truly been be-fucked. It's also a sign that this particular contribution to the story is not going to be un-be-fucking it.
But it wasn't just the characterization. Does Dick, the friendliest of all the Batcharacters seem like the kind of guy who would start trying to beat on Cass and hissing about how he can smell her sweat? Does Tim, the analytic Robin, seem like a guy mired in directionless crankiness? And Batman - he's pretty trusting, isn't he?
And Cass - the character who is defined not by her ability or by her speech, but by her first independent moral realization - that killing is never an option - she sounds like she'd make an exception for one last kill, right? How about two last kills?
It was all so *wrong.* It was *so* *wrong.* It was, from beginning to end, so very unfortunate. I can't get the next. I don't have the strength.