Publisher's Weekly Review
In a strange mechanical solar system that runs on a cog-built by the extremely mysterious Blind Watchmaker-lives young Wren, a girl tended to by her grandfather. Her world is ruled by religious fanatics who choose to ignore the increasingly cold weather-and the evidence that their world is ceasing to turn on the cog. Wren is forced into action when her grandfather is seized by the authorities; she and a companion named Conductor Seventeen begin a quest, riding the "rails" of the machine to different worlds and using magical objects, hoping to put together the pieces of the keys that can recrank the sun. A familiar structure-reminiscent of The Magician's Nephew and A Wrinkle in Time-is given spark by the intricate world building, which evokes the heaviness of the past and the dread of a possibly doomed future. Edginton (Stickleback, Leviathan) is an experienced writer in the steampunk and imagined-history genres, and he's created a strange, wonderful comic that feels consistently original and entertaining, even with a few hokey touches. Culbard is best known for his Lovecraft adaptations; his clean storytelling and vivid imagination are perfect for this striking adventure. (Dec.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
Booklist Review
Edginton and Culbard's Star Wars-like tale tweaks the template in contemporary fashion. The action heroes and villains are all female (men are either helpmates or evil warlords). The political atmosphere isn't totalitarian, it's libertarian; hence, everyone is selfish and untrustworthy unless compelled to be otherwise. The heroine, Wren, is tasked with putting together a kind of key (sometimes cutely called a quay) that will reunite the worlds that the Blind Watchmaker made out of a dying Earth, linking them with the long-disused web of interplanetary plumbing that Wren and a young member of a monkish brotherhood of engineers, whom she dubs Septimus, navigate via ancient but still functioning, bulletlike capsules. Perils are narrowly escaped, and romances gradually developed. But more is left to come. More impressive than Edginton's script, Culbard's artwork is about equal parts Mike Mignola (Hellboy) and Frederik Peeters (aama); that is, murky and lowering like the former, architectural like the latter (and pug-nosed Septimus looks like he's just wandered over from aama). While maybe not groundbreaking, it's entertaining and beautiful to look at.--Olson, Ray Copyright 2015 Booklist