Of all the graphic novels I've read so far this year, this one feels the most alive. The pictures teem with life and movement and sound and color, all in spite of one-dimensional pictures done in only black and blue. It's kind of a miracle, really. There are so many panels in the book that I wish I could hang in my home as art. Rose's story didn't quite grip me, but it gave me a lot to think about. I can't wait to see what the Tamaki cousins come up with next.