I’m trying to come up with a nice way to talk about this one, but I don’t think I can.
The writing was . . . lacking. It seemed like notes for a story more than anything else. My guess was that Harrison was learning how to write a comic script, knew she couldn’t put the same kind of detail she normally puts in her 400+ page novels, and over-corrected. It’s a potentially interesting tale, but just one poorly told.
And the art? Stiff, unnatural, not terribly consistent. It didn’t look so much like capturing motion or movement, but a series of awkward poses.
Honestly, I gave this an extra star because it scratched the itch wondering how things started between the two (didn’t eliminate the itch as it’s only part of the story, and so poorly told). Really, that’s the best that can be said for this waste of time. Despite this, I’ll probably read the sequel, just to find out what happens. And I’ll probably not be thrilled with myself throughout it.