So, how do you make Darth Vader the underdog? 
 Well, you set it after Star Wars, where everyone's like, "Nice work protecting the Death Star, man!" 
 The Emperor's mad at him and planning behind his back, the Imperial Fleet's giving him orders and talking down to him, and somewhere in the galaxy is the punk kid who blew up his space station. 
 Time for a roaring rampage of revenge. 
 Gillen's writing gives us two wonderful achievements: 
 1) Vader is magnificent, a Dr. Doom-level master planner who's never made the schmuck of the narrative. It's joyous to watch him become a force of nature. 
 2) Vader gets a supporting cast . . . of a completely amoral space Indiana Jones ("You'd put it in a museum," she says, "IT BELONGS IN AN ARMORY."), a polite C-3P0 built for torture and a homicidal R2-D2. They're wonderful, and let the humor slip in. 
 These was a breeze of a read that I finished in one setting. Truly one of the most fun comics I've read in some time.