Bridget Nielsen Nazis, Superman, the Joker and Ronald Reagan
Chapter 3 of the critically acclaimed Frank Miller story starts with Batman taking Carrie Kelly under his wing (pardon the pun) as his new Robin. She follows the same equation as every Robin before her, bright, resourceful, brash, arrogant, minus the dick (again, pardon the pun). As you may have assumed, things go to hell. With the Mutant gang dispanded, its members who aren't in prison have flocked to three different gangs, one, a gang of neo-Nazis who's Fourth Reich sentiments apparently involve robbing liquor stores, a gang of Joker impersonators, 'nuff said, and a new gang called "Sons of the Batman" or "S.O.B." (HA!) for short, who have taken the law of Gotham into their own hands, with GUNS! The tension in Corto Maltese has raised to the threat of nuclear holocaust. Superman's distrust with Bats is reaching its tipping point and the new police commissioner has put her arrest warrant for Batman into affect. Oh, yeah, and the Joker awaits release from Arkham!
So, upon his release, the people of Gotham think it's a good idea to bring Joker on to a parody of the David Letterman show and poke and prod him until something happens. Batman obviously doesn't trust him and prepares to take him down. The police are waiting on the studio's rooftop to take him down. There's so much plot to boil down that I can't share it all without giving anything away. All I'll say is that Frank Miller sort of suffers from a neck snapping fetish here. Everything I've said about the sheer awesomeness of this story in previous reviews goes the same for this. Hunt the Dark Knight sets the stage for the last and greatest battle of all. Prepare for the Fall of the Dark Knight.