Whatever Happened To Baby Diana?

Whatever Happened To Baby Diana?

Wonder Woman
Kingdom Come Series I
DC Direct

Man, I’ve been disenchanted with DC Direct for awhile now.
Last one I actually bought was a bargain-bin Saint
of Killers figure, which ruled, by the way. But still, the line just don’t
move me no more. It changed the day I saw
those beautiful Kingdom Come figures at the local comix shop. Sure my car
battery died and killed all my enthusiasm for buying
shit, but, fuck the visuals were indelibly planted.

“WonderWoman3” It was a verrrry tall order from the beginning, to design a toy, a piece of
molded plastic, that mirrored Alex Ross’s stern, Communist-worker-posterish designs – he took the standard bearers of the DC
Universe and gave them age, dignity, and an
imposing presence, like proletariat gods among men. And that was sort
of the point of the whole story, I guess, but
is it possible to capture all of the subtlety of Ross’s
brush strokes into the harder lines and contours of
an action figure? Yes, yes, a thousand times yes.

If you’re gonna buy just one figure in the line, you might as well pick up
Wonder Woman. About time there’s
a decent Wonder Woman sculpt on the shelves and, hey man, it’s the most
realistic Wonder Woman you’ll find on the market today.
They let her show her age! Thank god! And she looks great, like Bette Davis
or Joan Crawford or Marlene Dietrich.
Hollywood grande dame meets philosopher king. And how can I put this
delicately – they even aged her body in an appropriate
fashion (though downright shocking for comic book’s inflated female
standards). Of course then her costume is more
sauced-up than ever, but it works, it works. Striking, trust me.


Okay, obviously the biggest plus is the sculpt. My words can’t do it
adequate justice. Check out the pictures, man – stare
agape at the craftsmanship. Christ, it’s just like the figure jumped right
off the painted page. The face is perfect. End
of story. The torso is totally elegant, I have never seen such attention
lavished on a clavicle ever before in
action figures. She’s totally made for display, preferably under a harsher
white light to fully spotlight all of the
contours of the sculpt.

She comes with the golden lasso! And her hands are made to clutch it!


These toys are not made for “playing” in any sense of the word. There is,
for all intents and purposes, no articulation.
The legs, arms and head kinda move, but it looks all awkward. The best pose
is the one she originally comes in, in the box.
Clutching her rope, just sort of waiting. Move her at your peril. In fact,
you’re probably just “supposed” to keep these in
the box.


She doesn’t stand on her own. At all. Dammit. Put her against a wall or something.

The paint application is a little sloppy, especially around the molding
lines. There’s these weird gaps and splotches,

that sort of look like tiny craters. It’s a bonehead mistake,
especially after so much attention has been
lavished on every little detail of the figure, including the fucking creases
in her skirt. And the other thing is, the
articulation point on her neck is so dark and wide that she ends up looking
like some total Bride of Reanimator shit.
Crazy, man. It’s not like you need to move her head or anything anyway.

But c’mon, the pluses outweight the minuses by far, and once they get those
manufacturing bugs sorted out, and hey,
slated to come out is Flash, Deadman and Shazam! You love it….

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