Cheesy dialogue and lack of interesting character development prevent this issue from being great. Thankfully, the issue is salvaged by the art team's skilled work. Read Full Review

It's admirable that this creative team is attempting to keep Elektra away from Daredevil and the Hand, and to give us something new. But it's not working very well. Read Full Review

This Elektra is so different than she was with Frank Miller and Bendis. Feels like a whole different character

Elektra beats Screwball and rescues her pal; all that's left is the inevitable pro forma spanking of Arcade. The one pure positive this title was giving me was Juann Cabal's clean, high-quality art, so I have difficulty describing just how disappointed I was to turn to page one and meet a Cro-Magnon Elektra charging at me like I was defending the world's last bathroom from her epic case of ninja diarrhea. Martín Morazzo's feeble Frank Quitely impersonation was certainly not the je ne sais quoi this title was missing. I appreciate the effort expended to weld it to Juann Cabal's work, but I cannot say that effort was successful. With that depressing start, I was on edge and negatively primed to catch the cringe in every one of the lame gamer jokes Matt Owens packed into the script. There was a bit of perfunctory characterization that saved this issue from being a complete wreck. The problem is not a lack of talent; there's still plenty of potential in evidence. I think a sharp editor - really anybody with the time and power to exercise the faintest bit of oversight - could have corrected a lot of the missteps taken here.
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