I Read Comic Books is a conversational comics-review show with a rotating panel and a sturdy weekly rhythm. The premise is direct: people who read a lot of comics talk through what is on the pile, what surprised them, and what they are planning to read next. The show works because the talk is relaxed without being vague. A recommendation usually comes with art notes, writing notes, format talk, and some sense of where the book sits in comics culture. One episode can move through Star Wars comics and a run by a favorite writer, then drift into baseball and the practical problem of being behind on single issues. Another can spend time with a book’s photographs, epilogue, local history, and emotional structure. The panel is comfortable being silly. Magical-girl transformation items, trash-boy archetypes, trading-card chores, leather-jacket jokes, and desert-island panic all get room. It is also comfortable slowing down. When a book touches racism, Indigenous experience, environmental disaster, PTSD, family dynamics, or tragedy, the discussion gets more careful before returning to the recommendation. The recurring shape is part banter, part shop talk, part reader diary. Listeners hear why a book landed, not just that it was good. The show’s comic-book literacy is high, so creator names, publishers, formats, back matter, floppies, trades, and continuity references arrive without much handholding. That is part of the appeal. It sounds made for people who already browse shelves with strong opinions, but it stays welcoming because the panel admits gaps, biases, and unfinished reading piles. Guest episodes broaden the texture, especially when creators talk about their own work, reading habits, or research piles. The result is lively comics criticism with enough looseness to feel social and enough specificity to be useful.