The worst part about Chris Condon’s Green Arrow run is that there isn’t more of it.

Green Arrow Vol. 5: Crimson Sands isn’t perfect, neither in Condon’s writing nor in Montos' art, but this run earns a lot of good will with topical, gritty, street-level Green Arrow stories that pay obvious homage to the Mike Grell years, if not also Dennis O’Neil and Neal Adams. So much good will, even, that many of this volume’s flaws end up additive, reinforcing that 1980s “done by hand” aesthetic rather than taking away from anything.