Element of Time starts as a mad scientist strip and fairly quickly becomes a “thug of the week” strip. Just as Professor Corda completes his life’s work to condense time into a physical form–in this case, a liquid–Tommy Moran decides to plug Nick Ennis for snitching. Moran’s got a girlfriend who wants him to reconsider and think about their future together, but toxic masculinity; no one snitches on Tommy Moran.
Tommy and the Professor happen across one another in a park, and Tommy can’t turn down the scientist’s offer of $5,000 to be the first liquid time test subject. It’s unclear how Professor Corda knew the liquid should be injected and not consumed; not to mention whether or not he can be certain time is a nonlethal element.
At this point, the strip leans heavily into stylization: Tommy sees his immediate future—he goes and kills the snitch, but then the Spirit catches up with him. They then have a cat-and-mouse fight on some cliffs, though the visual stylization clashes with the setting having any particular import. The visuals are all about color and unbound dimension, not fisticuff action. They convey Tommy Moran being unstuck in time, and nothing looks quite right.
So it’s a morality tale, and a heavy-handed one. Spirit has gotten downright lefty with Spirit convincing Dolan criminals can be rehabilitated but Tommy’s only going to learn the lesson if he just happens to be seeing a possible future. He’s not interesting, much less sympathetic. Dumb and dumber luck; the strip’s final reveal strips Tommy of even more agency in his rehabilitation. And Eisner and studio know it’s the same old story, only without a natural happy ending, so they unravel the tale with the colorful panels and leverage the visuals more than the narrative.
And instead of doing an elaborate fisticuff sequence or some other obvious distinct gag (there was the strip they did as a song about a fight), they’re trying something with the art. It’s fine. It’s not unsuccessful, just not at all exciting, especially since the finish—with the actual Spirit’s appearance—sends it all out on an inert, truncated note.
The strip has a lot of different pieces, cohesive thanks to Eisner and studio, but still clashing with each other. Art can cover for a clunky narrative; it can only do so much.