Creepy Presents Alex Toth

CREEPY PRESENTS ALEX TOTH (Dark Horse)
While the stories are frequently perfunctory and predictable, Toth’s art (both solo and in collaboration), storytelling, and experimentation are in peak form in this comprehensive 1960s-‘70s Warren collection. One complaint: the stark black and white work would’ve been better served on matte paper instead of the glaringly incongruous glossy stock.

Ant-Man

ANT-MAN
As the Marvel formula becomes entrenched and its cinematic Universe bloats, the films need to either break the mold or be so entertaining that fatigue doesn’t have time to settle. ANT-MAN mostly succeeds, thanks largely to Paul Rudd’s appeal, but one wishes we’d have seen Edgar Wright’s unfiltered vision onscreen.

Wayward Pines

WAYWARD PINES
A bizarrely half-baked premise (I’m unfamiliar with the source material) loaded with dozens of credulity-straining plot holes (where do they get pharmaceuticals and gas?), underdeveloped characters, and some pretty bad acting. Ten wasted hours I’ll never get back (even if I am put in stasis for thousands of years).