Recently reviewed by me at CBR: Final Crisis #4, about which I write the following sentences: "With a comic like this -- a story which derives its power less from Grant Morrison's dialogue than from the quality of its images -- it's too bad that J.G. Jones couldn't tackle all the work himself. Carlos Pacheco's fill-in pages aren't discordant with Jones's work at all, but they do lack the sense of foreboding that Jones imbues into every panel. Pacheco is a skilled but much more traditional superhero artist that Jones, and in a story that relies on visual storytelling to show the overwhelming evil, it would have been nice to see all Jones, all the time. Pacheco would have done a fine job with the Turpin-turning-into-Darkseid sequences, I'm sure, but Jones turns those few panels into a gritty, demonic struggle as this 'maggot of a man battles on alone against Anti-Life infection.' It's just a guy in a chair, hooked up to some tubes and wires, but Jones renders it as if the fate of the world depends on the outcome. And, in fact, it does."
Read the entire review HERE.