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The Wrath of Kang
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Avengers: The Kang Dynasty
Kurt Busiek (writer), Alan Davis, Kieron Dwyer and
various artists
Marvel, 2002
Rating: 1.5
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Posted:
December 15, 2002
By
The Gentleman (exclusive
to Shaking Through)
Kurt Busiek hasn't produced a new issue of Astro City in, what, a
hundred years now? But apparently he's got plenty of time to churn out
workmanlike pabulum like The Kang Dynasty, an Earth-gets-invaded epic
mathematically precise in its adherence to formulaic conventions. There's a
slam-bang superheroic space opera trapped inside this unwieldy leviathan of a
story, dying to get out, but it's hobbled by a paint-by-numbers approach so
ingrained that the reader can practically smell the paint fumes wafting out from
its pages.
The story: Kang, one of the Marvel Universe's ridiculously convoluted
supervillain types, stages an all-out assault on early 21st century Earth,
determined to finally best the Avengers, who've kept this era, out of all of the
vast worlds and times he's stormed, out of his clutches. From his sword-shaped
command post Damocles Base, Kang orchestrates a reasonably savvy attack. Earth's
heroes challenge him. They suffer some setbacks, regroup, and finally win the
day. There's exactly one good story in the 15 issues (and one annual) reprinted
here: "Prisoners: A Love Story," which not coincidentally reads very much like
an Astro City tale; AC penciler Brent Anderson even handles the
art chores. It's a competent, even stirring interlude, the closest the talented
Busiek gets to actual drama and characterization in this overlong tale. There's
actual poignancy in his handling of the dissolution of the relationship between
Wonder Man and the Scarlet Witch; his sketch of life in a post-war prison camp
hints at the high drama such a far-reaching saga should evoke.
It's all you get. Every plot point, including two credulity-stretching deus
ex machinas that help win the day, and every belabored character subplot, is
contrived, and just plain lazy to boot. The mighty Thor broods over his
emotional connection to frail mortals! Kang's son and heir, the Scarlet
Centurion, is captivated by the Avenger Warbird (and who wouldn't, in the
credibility-shattering get-up she parades around in?), and ends up aiding her in
a way that proves pivotal to Earth's eventual victory! It's a shame when a
high-stakes story like this one actually makes one yearn for such previous
Marvel epics as Operation: Galactic Storm (yes, Virginia, there was such
a beast) or any of the coma-inducing Infinity Gauntlet/Infinity War
series. The only difference between those poorly-executed sagas and this one?
The Kang Dynasty benefits from snazzier production values, from the nifty
state-of-the-art computer coloring to some relatively decent artwork from a
revolving door of bantamweight pencilers.
Needless to say, The Kree/Skrull War, this ain't. Busiek strikes more
false notes here than an entire season's worth of American Idol. His
sense-defying wrap-up of his long-lingering Triune Understanding plotline
(involving a Scientology-like organization) feels as slapped-together as a Pauly
Shore film. The resolution to a plotline involving the mental state of Henry Pym
is comically lightweight. And an attempt to build suspense around Warbird's
self-requested court martial for her murder of a second-rate supervillain
generates less suspense than an episode of Family Affair. Busiek does
handle the villain of the piece with some aplomb, although his decision to use
this tired Marvel mainstay, rather than risk straining Marvel's creaking
continuity by introducing a new, compelling character, is frustrating. (And
where the hell are all the other Marvel heroes anyway?)
This is as rote as superhero comics get, and Busiek, of all people, is capable
of much, much better. Here's hoping the checks he cashed during his Avengers
run -- which started out strong, for a superhero title, and ended with this
plodding behemoth -- were worth neglecting Astro City, one of the most
inventive and often-poignant series produced in the last 20 years. What a waste.


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