“‘You know why they can’t get to our loved ones?’ Keller asked.
‘Because they’d never stoop to it?’ I answered.
‘Because we don’t have any.’”

I’m not a huge superhero fan. I find hegemonically established morality upheld by “the good guys” tedious and relatively unvaried. In the same way that “The Boys” and “Invincible” work to dismantle that infallible hero system, “Hench” offers an intriguing look behind the anti-hero scenes: superhero disaster accounting! POW! Data analysis! WHAM! Risk assessment! SLAM!

In all honesty, Walschots’ “Hench” was nothing I expected and everything I needed it to be. There’s some oooey gooey fight scenes (“That’s right girls! Tear that mother fucker apart!”), some tender relationship examination, and at the end of the day, the villains are always going to be more engaging than the heroes. It pays to be bad, and in this economy? We need all the help we can get.

4.5/5 I needed the horniness turned up to like 11.