"Don't put words in my mouth!"
At last we get the Ventriloquist and Scarface, the early '90s' best contribution to Batman lore, and they're terrifically done. The animation really brings out the over-the-top look of Scarface and the contrast with the meek, nondescript Ventriloquist. the character is such fun, and it's hilarious to see the penny drop for Batman.
Yes, I know I'm always banging on about this, but this episode really leans into the '40s noir aesthetic of '40s suits, cars and tommy guns. The plot owes a little to the noir template too, with the nice little betrayal twist at the end, a prime example of how to perfectly plot a perfectly paced episode for twenty minutes.
The character of the Ventriloquist is fascinating, with his two genuinely independent personalities, with no one in the gang doubting that it's specifically Scarface who is the brains behind the outfit. And he really is.
One of the best recent episodes, really evoking those good old issues by Alan Grant and Norm Breyfogle which, for a while, this usual reader of Marvel titles would avidly collect.
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