2. Batman: The Return of Bruce Wayne
The Doc's alive? In 1885!? Er, Bruce Wayne is alive? In random points in time that he shifts meaninglessly through!? Let's see, we've got caveman Bruce Wayne who wears a Bat pelt who becomes puritan Bruce Wayne with a kind of scary Bat hat, who becomes a Bat pirate captured by Blackbeard that becomes a Bat gunfighter in the old west who becomes a 1930's era, Bat noir detective who eventually becomes regular old Bruce Wayne in the present day. Ta da! And now we've arrived at our third and final chapter of our trilogy "Grant Morrison systematically destroying what we know and love about the DC Universe, Part 3". This is one of those times where a publisher apparently thinks, "Hey, you know what's a solid idea? 'Killing' off one of our most important characters in order to launch pointlessly drab story lines involving characters no one cares about so that when we bring back the important character we all love, and now terribly miss, we can do it in an incredibly disappointing way that leaves men, women, and children lost and injured by confusion and emotional trauma." With Batman R.I.P., Final Crisis, and The Return of Bruce Wayne Grant Morrison and his drug induced hallucinations and delusions of grandeur began tearing down what was awesome about the DC Universe. Yes it was unreal, unlike the Marvel Universe, yes it was space battle inspired and a little goofy, but damn it, it was still fun. Now that Morrison had wiped his tush with it, the DC Universe was heading faster and faster toward its inevitable reboot. Hold tight child, we'll get there.