By Rob Williams (writer), Matteo Scalera (art), Matt Wilson (colors), Jeff Eckleberry (letters)

The Story: Deadpool is contracted to retrieve equipment from a defunct lair of a super villain called the Slaymaster. He’s not the only one after this technology of course, and a rival descends on the hideout to claim the Slaymaster’s mantle just as Deadpool arrives. Fortunately for our Merc (or maybe not), Captain Britain charges onto the scene to help confront this new menace.

What’s Good: Well, Williams has listened to my ranting at least a little bit: ‘Pool and his guest star actually spend a pretty significant amount of time interacting with each other, which is a positive development for this series. (Of course, the majority of that time is spent with transposed personalities, but…baby steps I suppose.)

Scalera’s art fits this issue surprisingly well. The script is quite absurd, but the quick, frantic drawings match the high-intensity nature of both the plot and the quips. Despite this, Scalera almost never loses track of important visual details, and none of the characters or panels seem overly rushed or incomplete. That’s a very good thing, and a credit to the artist.

What’s Not So Good: This script just tries too hard to be funny, and spends way too much time lampshading jokes and references. (At one point, ‘Pool’s inner voice even observes that “it’s so hard to make exposition funny.” No kidding—I don’t need the writer boring me further by explaining why I was bored in the first place.) Beyond that overarching script issue, the whole personality swap between Captain Britain and Deadpool is funny for a page, MAYBE two. Unfortunately, this gag ends up being the centerpiece of the book, and the British jokes (already worn thin through Deadpool’s overuse of bad accents in the beginning of the issue) are completely run into the ground, and made me far more tired than anything else.

Conclusion: This issue takes some steps in the direction this series should be going, but ultimately ends up like the sad circus clown that’s reduced to hitting himself in the face with a pie to garner a few scattered laughs. There are moments of amusement to be sure, but they are overshadowed by the far too over the top and overly ridiculous gags and characterizations.

Grade: C