Ignacio Calero gets credit for the clarity of his artwork, but a few polarizing shots hinder it from reaching that next level of sequential art. Many images appear static and lose their energy, while close-ups often look awkward when they should be conveying intense emotion. Worse, every female who appears in the book is now hyper-sexualized, even the robotic Engineer, whose first appearance is appalling thanks to her stance and the low angle. I worry for when Jenny Sparks turns 18. Read Full Review