I bought this expecting it to be great. James Robinson had done Starman, the Golden Age and Blades, three of my favourite comics of all time.
But this just sucked.
He turned Batman from being one of the more interesting characters around into a pussified graduate of Dr Phil University. He's shakes hands with rookie police officers and compliments them! He makes sure to tell Robin, he's doing really, really well! He leaves Gotham in the hands of supposedly-reformed nutjob Harvey Dent! That's not Batman.
That last point was completely effing ridiculous given what happened in Knightfall.
I thought Batman bordered somewhat on jerkiness in the last couple of years but decent writers like Grant, Brubaker and Dixon too care to emphasise his compassionate, human side while depicting him as a driven, hard-edged warrior who put the FEAR in criminals. After the Poison Ivy scheme, I half-expected him to spray a Save The Whales logo over his Batsuit.
This was just too Adam West for me. The maximum Batman should be doing when it comes to praising other superheroes and Robin is an appreciative grunt. Rookie cops are simply not worthy of his notice.
Finally the main story itself was dull and generic and the reveal of the real villain was so badly done, I couldn't believe it was written by a professional scriptwriter.