Sadly, this first collection of Wildstorm's Star Trek comics represent some of the publisher's worst work with the property. N-Vector is written by K. W. Jeter, the man who wrote two of the worst DS9 novels ever (Warped and Bloodletter), and has hideously ugly artwork. The only good thing is that it's consistent with the new DS9 novels Pocket Books are doing.

Double Time starts out promising, and it's fun to SEE Peter David's New Frontier character. Mike Collins' art is excellent. But the story is a major letdown at the end, as Calhoun has to be saved by a deus ex machina that totally ruins the entire story.

All of Me has similar problems. It works fine until the plot is actually explained, at which point it falls to pieces. Aaron Lopresti's art isn't bad - he draws a great Orion babe - but the story's just dumb.

I recommend picking up Enemy Unseen (Wildstorm's TNG comics) or even Encounters with the Unknown (their Voyager comics, which amazingly are pretty good), but leave this alone unless you're a DS9 or NF completist.

Jeter utterly fails to make a convincing sequel to Wells' "The Time Machine" by worming magic and legend into a novel where it hardly belongs. Although Jeter does well in approximating Wells' style, his loping prose, he fails to carry through with the sort of "scientific romance" that so characterized Wells' work. Instead, "Morlock Night" is a piece of weak fantasy, almost entirely divorced from its scientific foundations, and almost impossible to finish. To add to the other wrongs, Jeter tries to reinterpret the Morlocks themselves, making them a highly technological species, and far removed from their origins, thereby dashing the allegories that Wells worked so hard to establish. If you must read a sequel to "The Time Machine", read "The Time Ships".