By now I have come to terms with this remastered edition. I am still not thrilled about the all too bright and glossy panels, but I knew what to expect from the beginning.
This being out of the way, my first impulse was to think how you could hardly go wrong with an adaptation of “The Empire Strikes Back”. (Except that you always can, no matter how foolproof the source material is.) But this comic is brilliant.
Again, not everything was the way I pictured it. I missed some of the memorable dialogues and quotes; and Leia’s nagging, for instance, had even me thinking that she really needed to get laid. On the other hand, Han was much more Han this time around, Lando was as wonderful as ever (I have a thing for the genre type of the scoundrel who redeems himself/herself), and there even is a scene with the bounty hunters that gives Boba Fett a smooth and valid entrance.
In a simplified dramatic structure, Episode V has to be the peak of the story – you have to set the plot in motion and have it escalate in a hopeless clash before it can wind down and resolve. That’s what a trilogy s for. As a film, “The Empire Strikes Back” is exactly that kind of perfect culmination. It splits into subplots which all have their own impetus, internal struggle and external conflict. The comic captures that remarkably well. In this story, everything in constant motion is. (Sorry, I couldn’t resist.) But since you can’t (and probably shouldn’t try to) convey that exact physicality of a film through every medium, this comic goes for tight-packed action scenes with a few calmer (and treacherous) intermezzi, just to catch your breath, and emphasizing the core elements of the story through relevant dialogue. A master stoke is showing not the flow of action (it wouldn’t fit a comic with a structure such as this) but its climax: You get the fighters and the blows and strikes in perfect lines of perspective and composition. Firing blasters, wielding lightsabers, Force chokes and blowing things up in space. Those panels make my heart sing. No wonder, since Goodwin has an impeccable sense of using all the medium's own potential without overstretching it into the wrong direction.
But I’m just full of shit, really, and enjoy the sound of my own voice (or my words on the screen). This is “The Empire”. Of course it’ll be brilliant.