First time I encountered Tom Scioli's work–TF vs GI Joe–I thought he was on some powerful psychedelics. Go back and read comics from 80s and you'll notice some of the crazier stuff in his storytelling, both visually and plot-wise, is delightfully on point. Go-Bots is no exception.

Enjoy the ride!

We're all Solarians in the pandemic.

Starts off strong–Captain WORF!–but gets a bit bogged down with the limitations of not being able to extend too far out of the confines of the TV show continuity. A big+1 for Trek with swearing though :)

Yes, robots, etc. but the amazing thing about Asimov is how he constructs the political and social pressures of post-rationing Earth.

The Susan/Death novella is great.

Nothing really happens.

At best, this is hundreds of pages devoted to what's basically a white dwarf scenario.

“I looked back to see a team of cops lay into her with batons. “I'm white, you bastards!” she yelled, until one of them shot her with a Taser.”

Warren Ellis make you squirm and laugh at the same time with prose as delightful as his work in comics.

Oof, even Furman gets stuck introducing new characters every month.

It gets much better when they get to hell...

Oh boy. The Underbase is the highlight and that's because Starscream gets the spotlight.

“Fullstrength Motleypuss!” is about as good as it gets.

The Smelting Pool and The Bridge to Nowhere, a 2-issue story (#17,#18) are outstanding. They make up significantly for what is otherwise a jumbled mess due to the need for Budiansky to constantly introduce new toys with progressively more whacky plots.

Simple, but brilliant. Miyazawa's art and Pak's script are so clean and full of glee that the book is over in a flash.

Gets dramatically better when Budiansky takes the reigns. Also Shockwave.

Jennings' book is like a mirror-universe version of John Hodgman's explanatory epics.

There are a few time Jackson's style get's a bit carried away, but for the most part, it works. The NFL as a surreal experience of pain and violence is just devastating. The injury reports in particular are chilling.

Trepanation everywhere. Well produced thought and the performers deserved better.

I miss Terry Pratchett. :(

This is a great summary of how much football has changed in the last thirty years. If you love tactics and the actual stories behind major cultural and strategic shifts in the game, this is it.

All that is great and all, bu more notably, if you been playing Football Manager for the last thirty years too, this book is orgasmic.

This is not a book about colonialism so much as it's actually concerned about existenialism for nations. :)

There's a lot to like in Shinick's writing but I don't get why he was forced to build a firewall around characters he developed. Turns it into a “clip-show” when the book could have been much more interesting with the present day teenagers.

Bruce Campbell talking about how wool socks are most comfortable in Florida heat is delightful.

Better than the HH average fare. The principal characters and threads being brought to a head helps make up for the usual bolter porn.

I do worry though that some the central conflicts are given short shrift with no hint of further clarity:
[Primarchs] “Why didn't daddy tell us about Chaos.”
[Malcador] “Chaos is awful, daddy knows best.”
[Primarchs] “That's true.”

Outstanding. Fatsis' embedding of himself in the culture of competitive play is engaging even if you're not a Scrabble fan. The mental game he so carefully examines of both aspiring and top players reveals how many layers of emotion and calculation go into playing at higher levels. How can you do well at such a specialized pursuit without flirting with mania?