Jocelyn Savoie Comic Reviews

The foundation is still there. Waid and Samnee remain an excellent creative team, and Samnee's artwork is as spectacular as ever. Unfortunately, the bizarre characterization of Bruce Wayne leaves a sizable blemish on what otherwise could have been a much stronger debut.

One Question Remains Clayface: Celebrity Dirt #1 is the kind of comic that leaves you wanting more. It doesn't reveal a great deal, but that's hardly a criticism. Instead, it builds intrigue, leaving readers eager to discover where the series is headed while showcasing flashes of exceptional horror imagery and a compelling murder mystery that constantly raises one question: Who is the real Clayface?

I don't think this is the end of the road for Clayface: Celebrity Dirt, but some course correction is necessary. The first issue convinced me there was something worthwhile here; the second has made that potential considerably harder to see. Give the supporting cast more depth, find a clearer purpose for the commentary, and let the strongest character relationships breathe. Do that, and this limited series may still have enough bite to sink its teeth into.

If Detective Comics 2026 Annual were simply For the Main Man Who Has Everything as a double-sized issue, this would be as good of an annual as you could ask for. It’s an effective odd-couple team-up, with enough adventure and hijinks to keep you engaged, surprising chemistry between its two leads, and a fantastic heart-to-heart conversation between Batman and Alfred. Unfortunately, the second story drags the overall issue down. Its characters are unmemorable, their development is paper-thin, and the narrative simply isn’t compelling enough to stand alongside its predecessor.

M1: Monster Racing League #1 has all the ingredients necessary to become a major hit for Image Comics. With its snarky humor, gorgeous artwork, and a fun, quirky supporting character who complements the protagonist, there’s plenty here to enjoy.

Spawn #377 is not the home run I was hoping for. There's a lot of exposition to get through, along with several characters who simply don't stick the landing. Even so, I came away with the impression that Matthew Rosenberg has a genuine appreciation for the sandbox Todd McFarlane has spent three decades building into one of the most recognizable independent comic book franchises of all time. I'm optimistic that Rosenberg has a clear blueprint for where he wants to take the series and that he'll continue building toward that vision with each new issue.

The Dirt Beneath the Devil #1 is the best debut issue I've read all year. Dan Panosian has crafted a gripping mystery that keeps you guessing at every turn, and if he can maintain this momentum, I see no reason why it couldn't earn a nomination for next year's Eisner Awards for Best Limited Series. Between its memorable cast, simmering tension, and cinematic presentation, it feels tailor-made for the screen.

The Ring: The Man Who Beat the Man #1 introduces compelling characters, timely themes, and a fresh perspective on boxing's relationship with modern media. Gail Simone clearly understands how quickly fighters can be built up by the hype machine, only to be discarded in favor of the next big attraction. Cameron's storyline mirrors that evolution, highlighting how traditional journalism now competes with influencers capable of reaching millions with a single post.

As someone who follows boxing closely, I kept waiting for the comic to explore that strategic side of the sport. Whether it's a trainer breaking down an opponent's tendencies, discussing footwork and ring positioning, or putting together a game plan before a fight, those moments never materialize. For a comic carrying The Ring name, I expected far more insight into what happens between the ropes. Instead, the focus remains firmly on the fighters' personal lives and the journalists documenting them. It's an engaging approach, but one that left me wanting a deeper appreciation for the sweet science itself.