Max Damage is still set on the superhero path, despite the whinging of his underage sidekick Jailbait. He’s got one cop helping him out, but soon discovers that doing the “right” thing is a lot harder than the good guys make it look.

Reading this one-shot, I was reminded of how and why I almost bankrupted my parents as a pre-teen fan of the X-books: if you miss an issue or two of one of the ten billion X-titles, you will have no freaking clue what’s going on when you finally do pick up an issue in one of the ten billion X-titles.

For awhile now, fans of the show have been asking for a body swap episode. What we got in “Swap Meat” was half of that, plus questions about whether these two really should be working together again and an interesting Descartean aspect stuffed in there toward the end that fully grabbed my attention in an essentially throwaway episode.

Well, the title says it all really. This comic is about embedded journalists in Norman Osborn’s war on Asgard. The interest level on this one can go either way, but for a first issue this is definitely heavy on the “not interesting” side of the scale.

The subject of this ep was both interesting and horrifying at the same time, but the episode as a whole wasn’t that great. Why is all this crazy stuff still only happening in the Northeastern US? Not that I wanted the jerk Nazi story to take place anywhere near where I live, but it would be nice if not everything happened in one spot every week.

Don’t you just love it when something takes place in a psych ward? Especially in this show since every crazy trait is cranked up to 11. This episode reminded me of some of the early episodes of the series. It had the humor and brotherly interaction we have come to know and love, and was a good ep to start the second half of the season with.

Ugh. Again with the one-off X-Files “homage.” Why, Fringe? I’m trying really hard not to keep going back to that whole “The X-Files did it,” but they are making it so freaking hard for me not to immediately think of the shenanigans Mulder and Scully got up to in the ’90s.

Sometime in the not-so-distant future, God decides to wipe out his favorite creation (us). However, there is a savior for mankind growing in a waitress’s womb in a café in the middle of the desert. Michael the archangel defies God’s orders and attempts to save the baby. This movie was watchable until the end, when it became a complete hot mess.

Dark Horse’s new Mass Effect comic miniseries bridges the gap between the Mass Effect video games, and Summer takes a look at the first installment.

So a bearded lady and a dwarf hire Deadpool to take out their boss/mayor of “Freaksville,” whose name is Lobster Boy. That setup alone had me thinking this was going to be awesomely hilarious and crude. Who’d have thought in reality it would be as entertaining for me as watching an episode of Ask This Old House on PBS?