What I know about Mouse Guard: The Black Axe is exactly what I've read in the solicitation above. Why that solicitation doesn't mention how superb the sight of a tiny mouse with a big axe hacking away at a fox is, I don't know.
Sometimes I count myself lucky. Sure, here in Britain we may have an anachronistic ruling family whose only qualification for the job is being born or marrying into it . . .
. . . but at least we don't run the risk of this guy becoming our leader:
Sometimes I envy America, sometimes I pity her. (Step away from the politics, Gary . . . )
Hot cheerleaders! Zombies! Four "super-rad" covers! No information on plot or characters! No sale!
I don't care how many extra dimensions you add to it, George, I am not paying to see The Phantom Menace in the cinema again.
And while I may be tempted by this:
I am in absolutely no way tempted by an alarm clock where Darth Vader appears to be taking a crap standing up:
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