When Bane broke Bruce Wayne’s back we were told it was forever, but backs can heal. Wayne started walking, then started doing kung fu, then started kicking the shit out of Azrael the schizophrenic medieval knight who acted as an interim Batman and turned the suit into a cyborg murder machine. Yeah, Wayne made a comeback. When Superman was killed by Doomsday back in the 90’s he eventually fought his way through the afterlife (in a series of really dull comics all painted in soft tones) and was reborn. But he was Super, so he could. But now Batman’s fallen out of a helicopter, and stopped breathing/moving/living. It’s hard to see how he comes back from this one.
Grant Morrison seems delighted about the narrative avenue he’s marched America’s greatest character down, but he better not fuck it up. Basically, if they make Dick Grayson the new Batman I’m going to go round to Grant Morrison’s house and swap replace his wife with a can of screaming rats. That fat old Robin isn’t hard enough to be The Bat, Nightwing was always a gross, pro-active result of market research. It was a wonder he didn’t have a skateboard. Tim Drake is just as bad, a pissy teen superhero whose parents aren’t even fucking dead (to be a superhero you either need special powers or dead parents, otherwise you’re a phony).
Morrison has already fucked it up a bit by letting some tarty new baddie have the honour of killing Wayne rather. He also gave him a shit death. Falling out of helicopters is very boring. He should have blown himself up while hugging The Joker.