“I paid thirty dollars for this. There was a weasel. It cried. Then it bit a zombie’s face off. Ten stars.” – Anonymous user review.

“You are seven dead men. I am their shepherd.”

The main gate explodes inward. Not from explosives. From raw mass. (six-foot-eight, bolts crackling, sewn together from seven different war criminals) roars. He’s holding a ship’s anchor as a flail. Beside him, THE BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN (elegant, silent, lethal – her stitches glow faintly blue) twirls a razor-edged parasol.

He doesn’t attack. He hides behind a flipped Humvee.

The first episode succeeds in establishing the stakes. It clarifies that while these are monsters, the show intends to explore the humanity (or lack thereof) within them. The banter between characters is sharp, and the political maneuvering of Amanda Waller provides a grounded backdrop for the fantastical elements.

The Bride lands behind The Doctor. Her parasol closes. She stabs it through his spine and out his chest. The undead army collapses simultaneously – a thousand corpses dropping like marionettes cut loose.