The day has come! The horrors of yesterday rise like a zombie and infect modern thinking! Everyone's been poisoned, leading to a sickness that blinds them, and only one man can see the light, only one man can save us from ourselves-it's probably our hero, right?!
In this issue, it feels like the juvenile jokes, thematic gold, and endless gore are combining in a way to really tell a more potent and impactful story. Read Full Review
The Holy Roller, as it gets near its end, seems to get more and more out of balance between insightful satire and low-hanging juvenile jokes. Read Full Review