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Marvel and DC each have a tier of
long-serving characters who never really caught on, but have
enough name value to keep getting relaunched.
Unfortunately, they don't have enough name value to stay
relaunched for very long.
Iron Fist is one such character.
He's best remembered, of course, for the oddball Power
Man & Iron Fist team-up book that did respectably well
in the early eighties. But his original solo title
lasted only fifteen issues. He had less than
successful miniseries in 1996, 1998 and 2000, and in 2004,
the previous attempt to give him an ongoing title folded
after only six issues. You'd think they'd learn.
This time, the strategy is a little
different. Iron Fist has been given a prominent role
in Daredevil, and Immortal Iron Fist is
essentially a spin-off from that book. It's co-written
by Daredevil writer Ed Brubaker, alongside indie
darling Matt Fraction, and David Aja's art follows a similar
tone to the one established on the parent book by Alex
Maleev and Michael Lark. Clearly this title is gunning
for the Daredevil fanbase at least as much as the
Iron Fist loyalists, and you can't fault that decision.
I've always found Iron Fist an odd jumble
of concepts - a mystical martial arts hero who lives in New
York and runs a huge corporation. Often it comes
across as a weird collection of random elements, and
frankly, I've never found the mystical side particularly
engaging. On the other hand, there ought to be some
possibilities in Iron Fist's garbled identity and built-in
culture clash. This book's big idea seems to be that
Danny Rand is just the latest in a long line of Iron Fists,
at least some of whom may still be alive. Meanwhile,
Danny is chafing at the idea of running a business (or
rather, leaving it up to the staff to run for him) and
suddenly decides he wants to go ethical.
From the look of it, then, we're doing a
search-for-identity story here. That's probably what
the character needs. He often comes across as a piece
of 1980s nostalgia, and he needs a story that defines him as
something more than that. It's certainly the clearest
attempt I've read in a while to present Iron Fist properly
as a character, rather than just to say "Hey, kids, it's
your old pal Iron Fist! Remember the Rubik's Cube?
He was around back then."
I'm not quite hooked by the first issue,
though. The plot gets off to a sluggish start - lots
of nice martial arts sequences, but not a great deal of
story. And I'm still not persuaded that Iron Fist's
mystical back story is actually any good. The writers
are going to need to work hard to convince me on that one.
David Aja's art layers on the atmospherics, but can't quite
overcome the demented quantity of adverts that Marvel are
including this month. You can't build an atmosphere
effectively in that situation, and this book suffers from it
perhaps more than any other I've seen so far.
A slow start, then, and I'm not yet
convinced by the book. But at least it's left me
open-minded about the character, and gone some way to
persuading me that there's more potential in him than I'd
thought.
Rating: B
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