This issue of Static Shock spins its wheels. Another encounter with the Slate Gang, leads nowhere. Virgil Hawkins alias Static tries to comfort one of the Sharons. His sister Sharon has a clone, and a seller mocks the pale man.
In the second issue Virule attempted to sever Virgil's arm off, but his electromagnetic powers prevented the impromptu amputation. This issue lacks such twists. It's more of a place keeper. Virgil stealthily takes one of the Slate Gang and holds him hostage, but that plan doesn't really go anywhere. It just leads to a stalemate.
Virule kicks the game board over once he discovers that he replicates when exposed to Virgil's power. So he/it decides to drain the youth and spread his/its genius throughout the DCU. Unfortunately, this sudden shift doesn't really generate anything. I didn't feel that the DCU would be threatened at all by Virule. He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, and I sincerly doubted his success.
Two distractions exacerbate the reader's lack of feeling. The writers turn their cameras on the Pale Man, and you know what? I don't give a damn about the Pale Man. He looks like the Joker after being put into a wash cycle.
Diet Joker, Half the Calories of the Regular Joker
Likewise, I'm not all that concerned about which Sharon is the real one, and which is the clone.
The art by Scott McDaniel and Andy Owens is decent but it's not as a zippy as it was in previous issues, and Guy Major's colors appear to have been hit by a printing error. There's a yellowy sheen to them that mutes the potential vibrancy.
Probably the worst Static Shock will get, but I can't give it less than a 3. Unlike Detective Comics — or, at the opposite end of the rainbow Justice League International — it doesn't really instill any feelings in me.
Ray Tate's first online work appeared in 1994 for Knotted. He has had a short story, "Spider Without a Web," published in 1995 for the magazine evernight and earned a degree in Biology from the University of Pittsburgh. Since 1995, Ray self-published The Pick of the Brown Bag on various usenet groups, where he reviewed comic books, Doctor Who novels, movies and occasionally music. Circa 2000, he contributed his reviews to Silver Bullet Comic Books (later Comics Bulletin) and became its senior reviewer. Ray Tate would like to think that he's young at heart. Of course, we all know better.