Alan Moore's writing takes a passenger seat to Kevin O'Neill's beautiful illustrations of the disturbing Berlin Metropolis, a mix of Chaplin's "Great Dictator" Tomania and the technological Art Deco of the chilling silent film "Metropolis", bringing even more brilliance to the universe of The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and Nemo. However, Alan Moore's writing here is not very good. For one thing, some of the book is in German, and not even translated. Moore expects us to be fluent in German, when not all of us are. The references to other fiction are not as frequent or exciting as in the other League of Extraordinary Gentlemen books, and the plot makes no sense. It's just the main heroes running around Berlin and seeing violence and pointless nudity wherever they go (I'm not a prude and am not bothered by nudity in comics, but when Ayesha's breasts plops out of her top for no reason it's just silly), and the characters are saved by a lazy deus ex machina that just takes the fun out of it for me.
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