Excellent program throughout this week, from glorious Robinson Cover to deal Witt's spectacular Sláine poster. Obliged to note the by-now traditional jump from all-ages prog to real-world swearing and naked goddesses.
Dredd is a strong opener, if maybe a bit familiar. Austin does some lovely work on the Simps in a style reminiscent of Jeff Anderson which works well with the Robinson aesthetic. I love the way Daisy's petals wilt when she's rejected by her wife. But for me there are a couple of unfortunate panels: the reveal of the neat Simp leader design doesn't really land because of the use of silhouette in their first panel, and then there's a panel where angry Dredd looks more like Judge Pin (possibly due in part to colour choices by Blythe). But it's another good Niemand episode overall.
Stickleback is enjoyably bonkers, I just love the Valentine-as-London design, and I could look at those paving setts all day long.
Skip Tracer jogs along affably, enjoying this more conventional thrill quite a bit now.
Fiends continues its brilliant shaggy-dog story, winning the I-can't-believe-it's-not-Sláine title from Aquila, and leaves me hoping that this doesn't end anytime soon.
And so to my pick of the litter, Hookjaw, a strip so implausibly enjoyable that it vies with The Out as the year's best. It's great to see something so fresh and fun emerge from such an unpromising choice for a reboot, managing to squeeze in at least one great image (cliff jumping instagram sensation and Hookjaw face piercings) and one surprise element (Granny Weatherwax's hilariously transcribed accent) every week. Top marks to Worley and Gallagher.