TMP is a wild fiction built around the real life creation of the first WWII atomic bomb. The build is simply a front for what the militant project leader identifies as "...more important concerns." He enlists the troubled scientist Oppenheimer, and a team of equally disturbed real life geniuses, to fulfil a very different agenda. More than once I was reminded of Mike Mignola; they're a kind of reverse B.P.R.D.
It's an engaging and far-reaching story that draws the reader in with hermetic secrets, drip-feeding future possibilities alongside some cryptic past histories.
However, holding back like it does made me question whether it'll come together in a satisfyingly cohesive manner. By the end of the book that question was still ringing in my mind. One thing is clear, though: it's a bubbling pot with two lids, neither of which is able to contain the inevitable -- there will be spillage.
Nick Pitarra provides art so successfully that it's hard to imagine the work being presented in any other style. He's not completely original (his influences are clear to see) but his vision gels with Hickman's wild sciences perfectly.
The colouring is as important as the art in getting the message across. It uses a palette of contrasting primary and tertiary colours that support the dualities present in the written word. It's beautifully presented.