Penguin and Bane are racing through a boobytrapped jungle to locate their pieces of the MASTER ENGINE, but only Penguin has the brains to know where to look. And Bane, well, Bane has the brawn to get there. But perhaps someone ELSE has gotten there first...
Nearly half the issue is devoted to unraveling the convolutions of the villain's scheme, which ends up being a shaggy dog story with no point, As much as it wants to work, it just goes off the rails. Read Full Review
This was a good issue that I wish was slightly more interesting. Penguin just isn't very compelling as a character.
I really liked how Rosenberg wrote Penguin, I'm glad someone at DC remembered this is one of the greatest Gotham villains and his mind is one of his greatest assets, he's more than "waaugh, waaugh, I'm going to shoot my umbrella now".