What can I say about Flashpoint that hasn’t already been said before? It’s a lost series, a book that doesn’t know what it wants to be. It certainly isn’t an adventure story – every time a team is formed to deal with a problem, they collapse or fail immediately. Every attempt to become epic quickly backfires, every attempt to become post-apocalyptic is thwarted by the mundane. In service of a more fully realized story, this dedication to defying expectation might be noble; in Flashpoint, it just feels like padding to keep a simple story running for the proper number of trade-worthy issues.
There’s no subtlety to Aquaman or Wonder Woman here – any character they might have had, any tragedy that made their conflict poignant or meaningful in any way has been relegated to the comparatively excellent Wonder Woman and the Furies and Emperor Aquaman tie-ins. There’s no rhyme or reason behind Enchantress’ bizarre betrayal – I’d imagine you’d have to read Secret Seven to know or care why that happened. There’s no explanation why Reverse Flash would seek to return now, when Flash and a team of metahumans find it most important to find and defeat him. Everything here is done for shock value, from Wonder Woman murdering a child hero in cold blood to Thawne’s sudden reappearance. Flashpoint left the subtlety, the character beats, the extended action scenes to the tie-ins. This may be the first event in history that’s vastly more satisfying the more you ignore the main story.