I bought this book a month ago, having heard it's name being mentioned on occasion during my 12 years (and still going strong) of buying, and sometimes even reading, comics. Knowing it was Frank Miller, and being very impressed by the fraction of his corpus of work that I have actually read ('The Dark Knight Returns', 'DK2', a couple of the 'Sin City' yarns) I thought I was in for a treat. Maybe I missed the point - it wouldn't be the first time, although it pains me to admit so - but I was left feeling a little hollow by it.
Mr Darrow's artwork is close to spectacular and, as one of the other reviewers noted, often reveals more each time you revisit it. The concept is interesting - the idea of almost forced reinvention on the part of the main character raises thoughts about the power of indoctrination and brainwashing. Otherwise, however, it seemed largely all style and very little substance; perhaps it was just over all too soon (it's quite a slim volume, having originally been only a three issue miniseries).
I stand by my judgement on the book (initially, as I previously mentioned, I thought I'd missed something) as my local comics dealer, also a fan of Miller's, felt exactly the same way as me.
Verdict - to end on an ambiguous, but probably fair, note: visually appealing, sometimes thought provoking, but on the whole a little too empty - or perhaps slightly underdeveloped - to be anything more than a 3.5/5.