Grant Morrison’s Justice League run was just ok; his JLA Classified book, Ultramarine Corps? Just terrible.
There’s two stories and they’re both worthless crap. Gorilla Grodd has weaponised a superteam nobody’s heard of - Ultramarine Corps - but oh no the Justice League (minus Batman for no reason) are trapped in another dimension battling someone else; time for Bats to mobilise his robot Justice League stand-ins (?!) and take on Grodd!
To be fair to Batman the Ultramarine Corps look like a joke so I’m sure he thought his crappy bots – and they are utterly useless, so much so that Batman would’ve been better off throwing tissues instead – would be easily up to the task, but no. Predictable, clichéd storyline – duuuuuuuuuh, heroes punch villains – awful dialogue, Saturday morning cartoon-ish art – it couldn’t have been any more boring.
And yet the other story, JLA meets the WildCATS, somehow was! An evil time traveller messes with the timestream and… zzz… they gots to punch him… duuuuurrrr… As little as there was to the Ultramarine Corps story, there’s even less here as the JLA encounter yet another garbage superteam. Val Semeiks’ crummy ‘90s-style art only makes it look cheesier and more dated than it already feels.
I usually enjoy Morrison’s comics as they tend to contain new takes on old characters, smart writing and imaginative concepts wrapped up in fun, entertaining stories; his JLA Classified though is the polar opposite of all of that. Forgettable and tedious, Ultramarine Corps is one of the best examples of the worst the superhero genre has to offer.
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