My reaction to this issue is roughly the same as Butcher's at the end of the issue... "$*@! me." The truth behind Godolkin's child-slavery-sex-ring-super-team is as disturbing as it is blindingly obvious, and once again Garth Ennis manages to convey in very deft strokes the depravity of the superhumans, and making us all aware that Butcher's crusade to take them down is more mercy killing than brutality. Wee Hughie's compassion for the G-Wiz kids and his rage at seeing them butchered (no pun intended) reminds us that he, of all the Boys, is still closest to normal, and the sheer soulless corporate evil of Vought-American is highlighted, underlined, and surrounded by blinking pink klieg lights. Best of all, Darick Robertson is back on art chores, and man did I miss him during the issues he was off. The Boys continues to be one of the best, most disturbing, most awesomely disgusting but irresistible reads on the stands. The Boys Twenty-Nine earns a very impressive 3.5 out of Read Full Review