By J. Michael Straczynski (writer), Chris Weston (pencils), Garry Leach (inks), Chris Chuckry (colors)

Wow, this book is so damn good. In my opinion, The Twelve is J. Michael Straczynski’s best work. The amount of “character study” he’s put into this cast is just staggering. And the way they’ve been acting to their new found lives in the modern age is completely enthralling. I won’t even get into Chris Weston’s art. Talk about being meticulous, Weston draws his heart out with each issue, rendering a world that is so detail oriented, while not feeling “photo referenced”. Inker Garry Leach provides all the support by bringing those pencils to life.

Issue #3 gives us more of the same, as the Twelve try to discover their place in this new world. Phantom Reporter lands a job at the Daily Bugle after a heart-felt speech by Bugle reporter Samuel Kingston. Fiery Mask and The Witness hit up an old bar that still stands, mingling with the new clientele and culture around them. Mister E returns to his wife and son, only to be completely pushed away. Laughing Mask shows us that he may not be entirely a “good guy”. Blue Blade really wants to be Errol Flynn, while Black Widow displays more signs of creepiness. And yes, all these characters are interesting and completely unique.

The way this story is written, it’s completely realized as something you might see on HBO. It’s taking its time – moving in baby steps, but each step is a joy to behold. I love these characters to death; they feel so real – so humanized. Sure, there’s a few psychos among them, but that just adds to the intrigue. Probably the best mini-series you’ll ready this year. (Grade: A)

– J. Montes