Month long delay and reading this issue, didn't seem like they had missed a step. Having not read any of the other parts of the war in seven parts notwithstanding. And so the journey to blowing up more chunks of flesh and battle ideologues continues apace.

A brutal turn of events that seems so casual and expectedly unexpected. Like something that was bound to happen, only it took this long for it to do so. Knowing more on the history certainly wouldn't hurt things, but only as an added benefit to the whole flippant nature of it all.

Rubbing a cool chipped chunk of pebble across the face, the warmth of this issue cannot be denied. It's cold, harsh and the war certainly has the feeling of the unknown. Making sure of the unsure while being unsure of even the solid things.

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Brilliant fake pass with the cover image of Michelangelo getting his teeth taken to to open things up. Aliens and more body species specifically, Triceratons hitting about the place.

Silence on the streets pretty much goes nowhere, but builds up a sense of wonder, like where do the people go when looking for leather socks? Sort of something trippy in the battle scenes of Leonardo in the Nexus, but nothing comes close to the hero worship of the Triceratons to the Turtles in the other half.

Not so much in awe, but more of respect, and it's an easy issue to read on its own. For the most part.

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Uninteresting with a slice of daschund juice leaking from the wrong side on the upside. So apparently from the looks of things, the Blue Beetle is part of this New Mexican posse that goes about doing things in a hummer. Or a suburban tank. Whatever the damn vehicle is, it's still a hefty beast.

Something else about the government and the field force of magic roots the beetle scarab back into a sense of reality. Of course, this being the comicbook lore, that line is teetering on its own guts. If only the sense of danger were more pressing this would be a more enjoyable read.

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Case the pub and watch the history channel flicker through the war times of Germany and the sequel to the World War. It's a grand slam boxing ring of seeing just who is the bigger jerk between Logan and Jackie Estacado's father, Danny.

Drinking, talking, walking around in shadows, more beer, and more talking is about the extent of this crossover. Sure, things start off with pools of bad blood between the X-Man and the Darkness bearers, but then drizzles to nothing come the last page. All sound and fury, but never quite getting it up in the morning or when the sheets are off.

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For those who like listening to conversation with no faces between three people, this Metzler gear is hot. Superman, Wonder Woman and Batman sitting around flicking through photos and bios like the marketing people behind Australian Idol isn't the better part of the issue.

What's underneath it all is the story of Red Tornado. A bloke not unlike the Vision from the glint of history seen. Robotic in circuitry, it's a human story nonetheless and the work up the to end is a class act with Ed Benes art making it all look easy solid.

Two standard covers splitting the team and a variant by Michael Turner means nothing to those looking for a nice story. Doesn't even really introduce much of the Justice League of America outside the few that get the nod from the roundtable. But then, that's the way rosters work, right?

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Any more unassuming than the 1000th issue of the comic newspaper staple to many of the first rush of weekly comics?

Probably possible.

With nothing more than the number and a little paragraph on the inside, it would seem as innocuous and as samey as any other week.

An extremely great run so far of cranking out the weekly foldie, all undone with the look of nothing out of the ordinary. Business as usual and still chugging along.

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