I have something called the “Oh, Hell, No” rule. When a writer uses those three words to show how much stronger his (or her) female character is compared to someone else or her situation… well, there’s a line is all. And Ellis steps over it with this issue of Trees. His super strong, gang leader’s girlfriend who’s really smart but also soulful is hideous and lazy.
She’s stalking an old professor–who loves books–because she needs mentor. In the post-apocalypse, books are very important. Trees is turning out to be nothing but Ellis regurgitating ideas he gets from elsewhere. Some of them seem familiar, like he’s regurgitating himself; it’s a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy. With pretty art.
Except this issue, Howard’s art is lazy, lifeless and hurried. Without him, Trees loses its single saving grace; outside muted, hostile condescension, Ellis isn’t bringing anything to it.
Writer, Warren Ellis; artist, Jason Howard; letterer, Fonografiks; publisher, Image Comics.