While Jason Loo surely has talent, it is not much on display in his 'Sentry'. Predictable, shallow, and drama-less, this book has little to offer fans of the Sentry, and does little to redeem the concept in the eyes of those for whom their disdain may already be baked in. The villain seems a thinly veiled 'Take that!' aimed towards obnoxious fanboys who only ever cared about the feats and powers of the Sentry, and the protagonist feels underdeveloped three issues in. The time spent faffing about with Jessica Jones and Misty Knight solving a 'mystery' that the audience already knew the answer to could've been better spent elsewhere. With too much packed into too small a space, none of the story beats offered are being served well. What could have been a useful commentary on mental illness, physical disability, and ableism winds up underserved.

Jason Loo hopefully has brighter days ahead of him than this. A not so great ending to a not-so great story, and one which contains some seriously probelmatic overtones about mental health. While I forsee people cheering the 'representation' that Mallory represents correctly, that representation comes at the cost of a schizophrenic hero, alongside some dialogue choices that seemingly invalidate mental health as disability.