By Victor Gischler (writer), Bong Dazo (pencils), Leonardo Ito (inks), Matt Milla (colors) and Jeff Eckleberry (letters)

The Story: Deadpool and company continue to run around the zombieverse, searching for a way out. Spoiler alert: they haven’t found one yet.

What’s Good: The more I read this book, the more I’m growing to enjoy the art. Dazo is doing an absolutely fantastic job with a script that (in the hands of a less talented artist) wouldn’t lend itself to great panels. Dazo’s are consistently good though, and a huge tip of my hat goes to both him and colorist Matt Milla for their downright beautiful work on the (many) fires and explosions; everything from the overall look to the shadows they cast are just pretty, and a lot of fun to look at. (The panel of ‘Pool shish-kabobing Zombie Firebird is just incredible—I would have loved to see that as a full splash page. Just awesome.)

The zombie enemies are particularly good in this issue, and more interesting than they’ve been for…well, most of this series, really. Zombie Iceman and Zombie Firebird are quite threatening, and both project a real sense of danger even while engaging in banter and (admittedly pretty bad) quips.

What’s Not So Good: Gischler’s writing continues to shoot for the absolute lowest common denominator. I don’t necessarily mean that as an insult, mind you; puns and intentionally bad dialog have their place, and if ANY Marvel character were made to make use of such humor it would be Gischler’s Deadpool. I can’t help but feel it’s far, far too overused in this series though. I would excuse the whole thing as being intended for much younger readers who might be more entertained by that sort of writing than I am, but the parental advisory warning on the cover rather precludes that assumption.

It could be that Gischler’s trying to recapture a sort of nostalgic, Saturday-morning cartoon kind of vibe. If so he does a pretty good job—the mix of one liners and action reminds me quite a bit of the shows like G.I. Joe that I watched as a kid. Here’s the thing about that though: there’s a reason I don’t watch G.I. Joe anymore, except to indulge in the occasional trip down memory lane. If I wanted to read a kid-like comic, I’d read one. “Mature” doesn’t just mean blood and guts and cursing, after all; it also means subject matter. And while the extremely light and silly tone might work for some people, it does nothing for me in the slightest. This is not the Deadpool I know and love, and nothing—not the universe hopping nor the pretty pictures—can make me forget that.

Conclusion: The series continues to be very action heavy and very silly, at the expense of any characterization of… anyone, really. A decent read if the tone is something that appeals to you, though.

Grade: C