I feel like gathering Justice Leagues from throughout time and the multiverse (including the Justice Society) for a fight against the Legion of Doom across three separate time periods should be a bigger deal than it is. I ALSO feel like it should be called a Crisis – I don’t make the rules, I just endlessly nitpick about them, friends – but that’s neither here nor there.

But really, think about it: until Justice-Doom War, the last we’d heard of the Justice Society was when Jay Garrick flashed (pun unintentional but gladly accepted) across the page in The Button, sixty-some issues ago in Batman and The Flash. Otherwise he and many others from that team were in the good but not JSA book Earth 2: Society. Meanwhile, when was the last time we saw the Justice League Unlimited, besides the last issue of Scott Snyder and James Tynion IV’s Justice League? I’m pretty sure it was the digital-first Justice League Beyond series five years ago, but please yell at me in the comments if I’m wrong. I will tell you two things right now: Justice League, despite somehow flying under the radar, is basically a collection of everything I liked when I got heavy into comics. And because of that, just talking about how wild this book is makes me happy.

Even though Justice-Doom War is the climax of several years of DC stories and an entire line wide crossover (Year of the Villain), it’s still possible to understate how ridiculously fun the last arc of Justice League has been. I just took it as read that stuff like this – things like the Legion of Doom flying Japanese fighters over Pearl Harbor in World War II, or Kamandi in Batman Beyond’s future with his Justice League – would happen. This is, after all, the book that made Jarro (teen clipping of Starro the Conqueror and canonical best Robin) the hot new character find of 2019. Crazy things started happening from the first issue and never really stopped at any point.

As part of a climax, this issue does the job. Every page feels huge – the action is enormous, the layouts are sweeping, and there are what I can only assume is a hand-breaking amount of characters in every page. I have an enormous amount of sympathy for Bruno Redondo and Howard Porter for having to pack a hundred and fifty distinct superheroes into a couple of panels.