You should know the deal with new Mark Millar comics by now: the laziest, most route one scripts imaginable, but so long as you wait for the library to get them in (and they will), they're just about worth a look because they never take long to read and he always gets good artists. The twist this time is that each issue is drawn by someone different, so instead of just wasting a lot of one art team's time, he's wasted a little of six's. And to be fair, the likes of Frank Quitely, Karl Kerschl and Travis Charest all make superhero action look as spectacular on the page as it always should but often doesn't. But what, then, is the premise of The Ambassadors, described by the back cover, or someone who's actually mental, as "the most ambitious superhero comic ever produced"? Well, it's superheroes, right, except - get this! - in the real world! Yeah, as in a premise even Marvel has done at least four times. The problem being that the minute the superheroes are revealed, it's not the real world anymore. And even aside from that, the number of spectacular, cinematic but non-systemic disasters for our heroes to avert is every bit as implausible as the prevalence of old-school bank robberies in Spidey's NYC. The twist, such as it is, is that the powers are the invention of a South Korean tech billionaire, intent on giving them only to the world's most deserving. Except, wouldn't you know it, the dastardly ex who framed her has meanwhile been selling his own version to billionaires who, even reading this in a world which has Musk, come across as the thinnest of caricature villains. A few restrictions on powers disappear at the most convenient moments, and recruitment screening appears to be as useless as in most fiction aiming for thrills, but by the thumbed-in standards of modern Millar the plot isn't all that incoherent - just deeply, deeply predictable.