There's a subgenre of X-Men comics I always enjoy, ones where Havok, AKA "Cyclops' fail-bro", can't understand why he's on a team where all the other members, but definitely not him, are fuck-ups and freaks. This time, it's headed by his lover/keeper Madelyne Pryor, at whose bloodlust he ineffectually cavils ("Maddie, I thought we talked about doing things less violently..."), and filled out with the likes of Emplate, Azazel and Zero – not even the sort of 'reformed' villains who were integral parts of Krakoa, but the creeps and monsters who, even before the Fall, drifted to Maddie's infernal embassy as a less restrictive home. And now, with Orchis ascendant and mutants hunted more than ever, she tries to marshal these misfits into a search and rescue operation. From hearing "To me, my X-Men!" called by a scythe-wielding witch-queen in an outfit Xavier could never carry off, to seeing a team so fucked that even Maggott quits, it's all thoroughly entertaining. Yes, there are probably too many moving parts for only five issues; the idea of roguish Gambit unsettled at ending up as the model of respectability by default doesn't get enough space to fully sing, nor the comic potential of having a knock-off of a knock-off as the antagonist. So even within its subgenre, it's not on the level of Hellions. But I greatly enjoyed its commitment to the bit, right down to all the chapters having titles borrowed from Nick Cave songs (and I'm not talking, like, Joy from the new album).