Set during Grant Morrison’s Batman run right after The Return of Bruce Wayne, Bruce is back but doesn’t want to reveal himself right away because DC wanted to make some more cash on a useless tie-in - I mean, “for artistic reasons relevant to the character at this time”!
Unfortunately Morrison has no hand in this one which is largely why it sucks. Instead DC assembles some of the worst comics writers around like Fabian Nicieza and Mike Barr to cobble this garbage together.
So Bruce puts on a new outfit, calls himself The Insider, and spies on Batman and Robin (Dick Grayson and Damian Wayne), Red Robin (Tim Drake), Batgirl (Stephanie Brown), Catwoman, The Outsiders, Oracle, and Jim Gordon to see if they’re doing ok. They are. Duh. Why would he think otherwise?!
There’s a pathetic overarching B-story where Vicki Vale tries uncovering Batman’s true identity and Ra’s Al-Ghul steps in to stop her, which is also as equally needless as Bruce spying on everyone.
It’d be worth it if it were entertaining but Bruce Wayne: The Road Home is an utterly boring read as well as pointless. No Batman fan needs to read this one, even those who’re working their way through Grant Morrison’s Batman run - this whole book is DC filling a cell in a marketing spreadsheet and nothing more.
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