For Bart Simpson, every rule is merely the opening suggestion for a better prank.

In Yharnam, the promise of healing often hides the beginning of something worse.

Eileen hunts those lost to bloodlust while wondering how much of herself remains.

The burgers may be well done, but the Belcher family’s plans remain delightfully undercooked.

Violence is not romanticized here. It is blunt, consequential, and revealing in ways civility often is not.

After eighty thousand years of violence, B. may finally be close to the answer he cannot survive without.

One plans for the future; the other can barely plan past the next wisecrack.

Calm never lasts long where secrets are concerned. What seems settled begins to move the moment memory is disturbed.

Contamination and collapse do the real work here long before the horror fully shows itself. What gives the book its unease is the sense that survival has already been broken from the inside.

The jokes are loud, but Joe Kelly’s Deadpool is most interesting when the laughter stops.

A major graphic memoir that looks closely at the human cost inside a place too often discussed only in economic terms.

Before the sleek armor and global fame came one wounded inventor fighting to stay alive.

A humble walking stick strikes the earth, and the thunder of Marvel mythology begins.

Mongo grows stranger after dark, when even a seasoned space hero cannot trust what waits ahead.

A prison planet is only the opening obstacle when Dale Arden’s life is on the line.

Two universes collide over one fragment powerful enough to change them both.