This was just... horrible. I had my reservations about purchasing it, but was won over by the flashy cover art. Kind of breathes new life into 'don't judge a book by its cover'. As another reviewer said, if this was my first draft, I wouldn't have made the movie either. The plot reads like someone took a 1930s Flash Gordon serial, heavily plagiarized it, then stirred it with the retard stick. The characters are cardboard ciphers without the benefit of decent actors to breathe life into them. There are no back stories. There are no real motivations. There are no convincing conversations. There are no plot elements that make sense.
The writing is terrible, and it feels as if huge chunks of dialogue and action are missing between panels. What dialogue there is, is stilted, awkward, and cringe-inducing in places. J.W. Rinzler is definitely going on my don't-buy list. Think of your favorite comics writer, the one whose stuff you buy instantly, automatically, every time it hits the stand. Now imagine the exact opposite of that, and you have Rinzler. Granted, he was starting from Lucas's hot mess, but still. You're being paid to slap it into something resembling a coherent story, and you failed.
Now on to the art. As I mentioned, it was the cover art by Nick Runge that drew me in. Really stunning and thought-provoking images. And that's where the goodness ends. The interior artist, Mike Mayhew, seems to be a portrait artist that was somehow talked in to doing a comic book. His faces are great - expressive, convincing, beautiful. Everything else... not so much. Everything seems drawn to make the reader focus on the characters' faces at the expense of everything else. Detail fades away the farther you get from the faces. That would be okay, I guess, if this was a character-driven story, but it's clearly not. It's something a 10-year old Michael Bay might've written. The character poses are unconvincing in many panels; the larger action shots are unforgivably confusing in places. Everyone's armed with a light sabre, um, I mean a 'lazersword', which is kind of cool, but it seems the only way to kill someone with them is the cut them in half at the waist. I can't blame that entirely on Mayhew, since I'm sure he and Rinzler had a conversation wherein Rinzler said "You know what would be awesome? Draw this guy getting cut in half!!!!! Now do it again a couple issues later!!!!! Even awesomer!!!!"
The only saving grace to this fiasco (and it's a small one) was seeing a new interpretation of the characters. Talking R2D2? Cool. Alien Han Solo? Interesting. Darth Vader split into two characters was also interesting... had it been handled with even an ounce of talent. What exactly was the point or motivation of Prince Valorum? I'm still trying to figure out his actions in the last quarter of the book.
A HUGE disappointment. Avoid like the plague unless you're 1) an art student studying portraiture, 2) a slavering Lucas fanboy with no sense whatsoever, or 3) a masochist.