Kneel Before Zod #8 came out this week, the abrupt ending to what was supposed to be a 12 issue mini-series. And when I say abrupt, I mean abrupt.
This whole series has been a bit interesting for me as a reader and fan. I came in a bit burned out about Zod, who seemed ubiquitous for several years there. Was I really going to want to read a year of him?
It didn't help that the early issues seemed over stuffed with many scenes of senseless violence in each issue, padding the page count. I also wondered about the turn early in the series of Zod seeming almost catatonic and morose, nudging Ursa to take over.
Somewhere in this series though, I began to really get interested. Zod, who had always seemed to be a one-note character of militaristic fascism, became a more complex being. He had fears. He was seeing visions of Jor-El. He seemed unsure about where his life had taken him. He remained a one-trick pony of violence but that seemed more a frustrated routine than any grand mission. Who is Zod? But maybe more importantly, who does he himself want to be?
Add to the mix the rough and tumble art of Dan McDaid, bringing an almost WWI grunginess to this interstellar war comic. A couple of issues of McDaid channeling Keith Giffen only increased my appreciation of his work.
The ending seems to set up this book to actually impact the main DCU, bringing in the UP which has sequestered Earth and stymied the Green Lantern Corps.
All this is to say that I have to top my cap to writer Joe Casey and Dan McDaid. I am truly disappointed that DC pulled the plug on this book. I am going to wonder where this was going and if Casey had some grand ending in mind for this unusually scattered Zod.
On to the book.