Green Lanterns #3 Review

Writer: Sam Humphries / Artists: Tom Derenick, Robson Rocha, Jack Herbert, Neil Edwards / DC Comics DC is going far out of their way to make sure they’ve tried everything and put every other Green Lantern on the front lines before they bite the bullet and give John Stewart his own solo book. And I’m not just saying that because if Black Nerd Problems had a Mount Rushmore, Stewart would be on two of the four faces. I’m saying I know this to be true now because the existing non-Hal Jordan title (that’s how the Green Lantern hierarchy breaks down at DC), Green Lanterns is a dumpster fire except the dumpster is full of our expectations for what PoC superheroes could be. I’m not saying this to be mean. I’m saying this because it’s true. This book is the literary equivalent of kale. You have that first bite and you keep chewing, hoping that it’s going to get better because everyone you know has been hyping it up. A few bites later, you come to the depressing realization that there’s no light at the end of the tunnel other than to politely spit it into a napkin and tuck it under your plate, hoping you can save face. That’s this book. It’s hard to even give Sam Humphries credit for his portrayal of Jessica Cruz, the one saving grace of this book, because as interesting as she is, every other issue this book has almost intentionally gets in the way. I would love to read a book that delves into Jessica’s psyche and relationship with her family as a recovering agoraphobic turned interga…