Promethea: Book Five by Alan Moore

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


The final volume. Moore somewhat redeems the series by abandoning most of the new age mystical crap and telling an exciting story about the Apocalypse. And, it's a rather neat twist on the Apocalypse: the world doesn't end, but rather everyone is given a new and more complex perspective on the nature of reality. I like that idea, but Moore still manages to ride his simplistic occult hobby-horse through the proceedings. Moore's idea of enlightenment is, as I've said before, totally juvenile. It's things like, "why can't I pray at a Baptist church to Jesus but also worship a Roman snake god named Azacul? It's all, like, spiritual man!" That's not a direct quote, but it's a fairly accurate paraphrase. The final issue is, yet again, an example of Moore and Williams' brilliance in graphic design: a 32 page series of individual images of Promethea that combine to form a single, complex poster. But, each one is also full of stupid little bites of pothead wisdom, things on the order of "The human body is 70% water... AND SO IS THE WORLD!" or "There are X number of molecules in DNA... and there are the same number of stars in the galaxy!" Whoa, deep man. You just blew my mind.



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