We all knew it was going to happen once Disney bought out Fox...and now it's here...and it's bad.
Now, I'll be the first to tell you that not every book put out by Dark Horse was a winner but over all the batting average was pretty darn good and with an opening arc featuring a great writer like Phillip Kennedy Johnson I was expecting good things so seeing it whiff so bad feels just weird. There's no attempt at building tension, no real sense of mystery or discovery and as such there's no real horror either which is a huge failure for an Alien book.
Compounding the issue this book had with its empty feeling narrative is the artwork by Larroca, which is so straight forward that there's never a sense that something could jump out at you at any moment which is probably the most important element of any Aliens story. It's perhaps a predictable issue with Larroca, he has a style that often relies heavily on photo-referencing and although it can often deliver some iconic images it can also come off as very flat and lifeless and that's what we got here. This is a perfect one-two punch of awfulness; a horror story with a tension-less plot and art without energy or emotion.
With this one in the bag my hopes are not high that Predator will be much better.