It’s rare that I see a movie comics adaptation years before reading the source material. In this case I wish I’d just stuck with the movie. This seems to be a case where a couple of comics execs came up with a cool title and a vague concept then hired a bunch of writers to create a mini-series with the single intention of selling it to Hollywood. The result is a cliche ridden predictable tale that lurches from plot point to plot point with no sense of organic growth. I’m guessing it was also early in artist Michael Avon Oeming’s career as the art is equally jumbled and at times difficult to follow, it is nowhere near the stylized sophistication of his other work. Kudos to director John Woo for spotting something in this mess that I would never have seen and building an entertaining movie out of it. I need to go pull the DVD off the shelf and watch it again to get this disappointment out of my mind. ( )