Justice League #25: More than we can even imagine
The sixth dimension is the final realm. It exists beyond imagination. Beyond understanding…
A place where everything falls away except the truths you were never meant to see.
Justice League #25 arrives in stores today, bringing an end to “The Sixth Dimension”—a story arc that has featured some of the most entertaining and endearing moments the title has seen in years. The quality of work produced by Snyder and Jimenez rivals that produced by Snyder and Capullo, and in this tale—and in this final installment—the two have created perhaps the best Justice League we’ve seen in a decade (or more).
The story opens with Superman in the dark. Away from the yellow sun that sustains it, his body withers; and in the midst of his cold, empty failure, his mind is consumed with the truths he was never meant to see: betrayal from his best friend, the perennial death of his son Jon, and, worst of all, his own culpability in the death of everything.
In some other place, perhaps on some other plane, his teammates fight to stop an unimaginable future in which the salvation of the world is bought with their own tyranny—truths they were never meant to see. All seems lost, with Batman on the side of the enemy. Hope is a broken, shriveled ghost of what it once was—only a moment away from being swallowed by darkness.
But then something unexpected happens: Clark finds a light in the darkness, and Clark becomes the light in the darkness.
The light in the darkness
Justice League #25 is a book that you experience. Comics should be the fusion of words (when they have them) and sequential art—two forms of storytelling swirling together until they make something new. The degree to which that mixture succeeds varies from story to story, but sometimes, a creative team just clicks, and you aren’t reading so much as you’re absorbing. The story goes straight to your heart, unfiltered by the interpretive bridges your subconscious builds to process narrative.
Snyder, Jimenez, Sanchez, Napolitano—each played a distinct role in creating this book; but as Superman, powered by fresh hope and sunlight, races towards his confrontation with the World Forger, there is no script, no lines, no colors, no letters. There is Superman, there is truth, there is justice, and there is the American way. There is that single truth that rescues Clark from the darkness: that alone, we are a fixed point, a single line of life, a rigid shape. But together, we are the present, the past, the future. We transcend. Together, we are more than we can even imagine.
It’s a stunningly beautiful sequence of storytelling that unintentionally comments on itself: Snyder writes. Jimenez draws. Sanchez colors. Napolitano letters. But together, they transcend. Shame on you if you aren’t reading Justice League already, but you definitely don’t want to miss this one. Go to your shop, hit Comixology—do whatever you have to do to read this book—and then let us know what you think below.