Well, it seems after some initial confusion the New 52 universe is starting to come into its' own. Zero Year is redefining the Bat myth and we finally have a comic featuring Harley Quinn that doesn't make us apathetic, angry or squirm. In fact what we do get is a clever, self aware and generally quite fun comic. The narrative isn't really important as nothing really happens until the last few pages. What is important is what happens that seems surreal or unreal and breaks the fourth wall. To surmise; Harley is bored sat inside a storage unit. She's chilling out, eating candy, drinking soda pop, reading comics and listening to disembodied voices. The fun really starts when she starts hearing the voices of her new writing team; Amanda Conner and Jimmy Palmiotti. Cue a riotous adventure, or adventures, as Harley is whisked from one hypothetical adventure to another each with it's own artist. Let's be clear this issue is pure eye candy as Harley and the voices decide who would be the best choice to draw her in her own comic series. Thereafter we treated to a variety of incarnations; Mecha-Harley, Classic Harley, Ninja Harley, Power Dressing Harley, Beauty Pageant Harley and many more aptly depicting Ms. Quinn like some Barbie doll from Bedlam. The various pages drawn by individual artists are all in themselves masterpieces worthy of being digital wall papers, tattoos, canvas prints and all the other ways we show reverence to our favourite comic art. Listing them all here would negate the idea of me trying to get you to buy this comic. Which, by the way, I implore you to do. However, pages of note include those of: Darwyn Cooke, Adam Hughes, Bruce Timm, Tony S. Daniel and a page by Jim Lee which, correct me if I'm wrong, references Harley's first appearance in Hush. The exact moment I fell in love with her. As an aside; after the recent controversy the panel depicting Harley's potential bath tub suicide is absent. Perhaps if the panel's context had been explained there may well have been less of a furore. That said Conner, Palmiotti and Jeremy Roberts do well enough with a single page exploring just what membership in the Suicide Squad means. In short if this issue's aim is to whet out appetites for our lady's upcoming solo series it succeeds evoking something of Harley's previous solo series brought to us by Ken Kesel and Terry Dodson, and hopefully this creative team hasn't used up all it's creativity in this one issue. One can't help but hope that next month when Harley gets to Coney Island, New York and the fun really begins. So for now all there is left to say is today, redemption is spelled: H-a-r-l-e-y Q-u-i-n-n