What you get here for your nine quid is mostly a mish-mash of half-arsed self-indulgent drivel. Worse, Hewlett and Martin appear in about threequarters of the strips themselves, which is always a sure sign of desperation. 'Summer Love Sensation' suffers the most, the longest story in the book building up stylishly over 30-odd pages only to climax in a(nother) crap comics world in-joke for Alan and Jamie's friends. Tank Girl spends much of the time gratuitously getting her kit off too, that other old and predictable standby for writers who've lost the plot entirely. Only the Jack Kerouac satire "Blue Helmet" shows a glimmer of the old verve, and only "Fucked-Up Afro Zombie Babes From Nowhere," at one page long, doesn't outstay the welcome generated by its title. This stuff might have worked in occasional every-other-month flashes in Deadline (and the art is as lovely as ever), but collected together and read all at once it's all but insufferable. And there are no tanks in it, either.

RATING: D+