“I applaud this book for attempting something: answering the question of why someone would be a henchman to the Joker.
But basically, it seems like the answer is “Because you’re a total loser who wants to be somebody and has accepted that it probably means you’ll die in the process.”
Which kind of works, but it kind of doesn’t because, well, just think about it a moment: who are the Joker’s famous henchmen?
I mean, obviously, in real life, Bob from the first Batman movie. Who had his own action figure and was dispatched in hilarious fashion.
Hey, how does it work in that movie that Joker shoots down a plane with a pistol that has a super long barrel? I don’t think that’s how guns work.
Anyway, in the fictional DC universe, I can’t imagine there are a lot of famous henchmen. Isn’t everyone just like, “Jesus, well, that guy’s got about three days left to live, and if he’s lucky Batman will shatter most of his bones and he’ll live”?
Dope cover, though. I would like to read about Joker visiting the dentist. “