Henry Flint's work on Dredd remains the star of the Progs. I mean, come on. Just look at Flint's color work on Dredd. The distinct blood red that ornaments the Judge's gear (most distinctly their helmets) pops in an almost disturbing fashion when placed in the icy reaches of Nixon's grasp. The red stands out so much on the page that it makes the environments seem even darker, and does a great job of preparing the scene for the action that inevitably follows. Of course, you then have the saturated reds of the control room sharply contrasting with the blues on the outside-- it's just a ton of fun to look at. And, if you're going to bring the shit-storm down on the Meg, this chapter has a pretty killer last page.
Helium did not disappoint. It wasn't the extended dogfight I was hoping for, but that would have probably been a poor pacing choice that I would have complained about later. What I especially enjoyed about this chapter (other than D'Israeli's always excellent art) was the way that Edginton added a satisfying twist into the fight that moved the plot forward without feeling like a cheap get-out-of-jail-free card for the main characters. It's something a lot of writers try, but that rarely satisfies a majority of readers, with a lot of people often crying "deus ex machina!" in these scenarios. I thought this was far from that.
It's funny: Absalom is in-between the action at the moment, but still manages to garner a laugh here and there. It's hard, especially as an American, not to be amused reading Harry's dialog, even when there are no jokes. Outlier also remains exciting, in its own way, with its imaginative settings and world-buildery. I am very excited for the next chapter of that series. And I promise I'm trying my hardest to give Jaegir a shot; I'm just not there quite yet.