I refuse to ruin the story because it's just that good. But I promise you: after it's done, you'll be clamoring for the next volume as much as you were the next issue of Daredevil, with a killer hook the likes of which we've come to expect from the best superhero flicks. Bravo to Messrs. Waid and Samnee for doing what no one has done in Marvel NOW! quite yet: end a genius run of comics by beginning another.

I'm dismayed that this will only last five issues. Although it makes sense (and it's very much like Hellboy to have this be a miniseries), I wish we were getting a lot more of these books. Maybe someday! Until then, I'd pick this up as soon as I possibly could. It's snappy, funny, and it jumps off of the page, screen, or what have you.

Every praise from last month holds water, and for that there really isn't much more to say. This is, without a doubt, the miniseries of the year. Or, at the very least, my favorite indie book I've been given to review for the site.

If you liked the first one, you already picked it up last Wednesday. If you haven't, what're you waiting for? Ms. Marvel is the book of the year, barring a surprise Spoiler launch from DC in which the pages give you butterfly kisses at every turn, and the cover is made of pure gold. Whether we're a group of fans that deserve Ms. Marvel is debatable. Let's just enjoy it while we can.

All in all, like I said, it's a fantastic issue in the middle of an arc" if you haven't been following this excellent series, the collections are as up to date as you can get, and I'd highly recommend them. Morning Glories is not to be missed.

Numbercruncher is a really, really strange book that quickly reminds me of something we'd see a place like Vertigo publish in the mid nineties. It's fun, it's weird, and it gets graphic when it has to. It's a miniseries, so I recommend waiting for the paperback collection coming out at the end of the year.

The third issue continues the episodic story of the series: these Secret Avengers have essentially taken the role of Norman Osborn's late, great Thunderbolts. The team is split up: Spider Woman, Black Widow, and Coulson intercept a weapons deal, while Hawkeye and Nick Fury, Jr. are sent to kill a monster. And while we don't see a lot of that second story in favor of a cliffhanger ending, it's still an entertaining ride. In an ideal future, especially since Marvel has teased a reboot at the big retailers convention last weekend, every book feels this way. But until then, I suppose, we can enjoy Secret Avengers and call it a night.

Without spoiling anything, I can recommend this book to anybody, whether you're picking it up for the first time or you've been rabidly anticipating this book. The benefit of these licensed books is that you're at least somewhat aware of the characters at play, making everything readily accessible. Pick it up! Do it!

Overall, this is a pretty fun spy story, and I'm super excited to super excited to see how the miniseries turns out. With my luck regarding fortune-telling in comics, Bitter March #2 will probably deliver on everything immediately. But I just wish we got what the front of this book was advertising up front.

I'll give DC credit for this, at least: it's a comic book (and a one-shot, at that! In 2014! Amazing!) featuring a woman who is not only the focus of the book but is also not sexualized in any way. We've come a long way, I think, from Power Girl leaning over and the internet losing their minds. That crap still happens, but I think there's really something in a Lois Lane monthly solo book that could be really special. Not to mention powerful for a certain publisher's image.

Maybe I'm just bitter because DC will never look at my Plastic Man pitch. Who knows? Either way, this character does not deserve this book.

The Geoff Johns who wrote Justice League #28 is not the same Geoff Johns who wrote Justice League #1. He's definitely not the same Geoff Johns who charmed me with the Booster Gold storyline in 52 or, later in my comic-reading life, when I picked up his Green Lantern run in trade. He's the Chief Creative Officer at DC Entertainment, a man more concerned with a potential film script than a stupid cartoon magazine.