Under the protection of Krakoa, the Champions find one of their own has possibly sold them out in Champions #4 written by Eve L. Ewing, art by Bob Quinn, colors by Federico Blee, and letters by Clayton Cowles
Eve Ewing is a gift. She understands how younger people think, talk and act. She understands historical context, and how that context shapes decisions, even in the context of an action-based medium like comics. She’s created characters and a story she’s obviously invested in.
But Eve is leaving the Champions. And while I look forward to what the new team will surely create, the brilliance of this issue is why Dr. Ewing will be sorely missed.
It’s the nuances. Ironheart complaining about her hair getting wet and looking like an absolute fan girl as she stands next to Storm. Miles remarking how breakfast “hits different.” These details make Champions authentic, grounded and ultimately a great read.
Ewing weaves three plot strands together seamlessly: the Champions, rescued by former (and still at heart) member Cyclops and made aware of their betrayal by Viv Vision (no relation to Tommy or Billy), take residency on the Marauder and learn good and bad are always subjective; Viv, in the care of an elder, learns much the same as she realizes all laws aren’t must laws, and unjust laws don’t necessarily need to be followed; and the folks at C.R.A.D.L.E., largely victorious, continue to press against the Champions, lamenting their inability to totally subjugate the will of the oppressed heroes.
There is a lot here, yet it doesn’t feel overwhelming. The target audience of pre-teens and teens can follow; older readers (hi!) will appreciate the candor and care with which these issues are addressed.
Action looks crisp; faces convey emotion; colors are bright, accurate and engaging.
I’m not sure how or if the remaining threads will be tied up before Dr. Ewing leaves, but I’m excited to see the resolution. Marvel would be wise to continue to keep her in mind for any future (coughStormcough) storytelling opportunities that may open up. I’m especially excited to see how she would write for more mature (coughStormcough) characters.
And that – the fulfillment, the excitement and the anticipation – is what comic books are all about.
A proud New Orleanian living in the District of Columbia, Jude Jones is a professional thinker, amateur photographer, burgeoning runner and lover of Black culture, love and life. Magneto and Cyclops (and Killmonger) were right.
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