Adam Strange: The Man of Two Worlds

I used to love this comic. In fact, I would probably say that Adam Strange was one of the unsung favorites of my collection; a handful of comics that were never particularly popular with the comicbook community but that I felt were immeasurably well-done and immensely satisfying stories. When Adam Strange first came out in 1990 I was floored by it. Here was an imperfect man whose world was falling apart around him. Partly duped by people he (perhaps foolishly) trusted, partly done-in by his own weaknesses, this mini-series saw Adam Strange reduced to almost nothing, losing everything he held dear. Yet the series ended on a hopeful note that implied what made Adam a hero before would help him become one again. My one complaint at the time was that the ending was far too abrupt, the story seeming to end in the middle. I wanted to see what happened next to Adam, Eve, Sardath and the rest, and it seemed unfairly cruel that after that third issue, DC never bothered to continue the story. But in reading Adam Strange twenty-two years later, though I found the story to have its moments, it was also very, very flawed, and those flaws make it all to clear why the story told in these three issues never went any further.