Yes, I'm going to review this! No, I don't have anything better to do!
The plot is a sushi restaurant conveyer belt of well-trodden beats, nicely presented, if lacking in imagination and depth. The young protagonist is perfectly flawed, being both fantastic at getting punched in the face and quick to punching others in the face. The illustrations are absolutely the highlight. It's expressive, colourful, and energised artwork (except for that front cover, which is ugly as heck).
The opening situation, revolving around the protagonist's difficult family dynamics, emotional issues, and resulting trouble at school, is intriguing enough. Unfortunately, the protagonist is soon recruited by a secret agent taskforce so that he can help infiltrate a 'hippie terrorist' group that is thought to be targeting oil companies and dirty politicians, and this is where much of the intrigue wanes...
It's like the bag of tortilla chips I buy sometimes when I'm alone and feeling depressed after work and eat all of. Am I going to elaborate further? (No.)
Jumping ahead, the mission is a mildly exciting success. White boy saves the day. White girl helps. Other white people are there. It concludes with the message that 'oil companies are bad, sure, but attempted murder by bombs and anthrax aren't the correct solution to that problem, so what can you do but shrug?' And the thing is, I'm just not especially convinced by that argument, anymore. Maybe I played too much final fantasy VII as a kid. Maybe I'm an eco terrorist waiting to happen. Maybe I think we actually could save future generations of people with some well placed explosives now.
Anyway. It's just your usual adventure of its kind, intended for edgy preteens. Well, have at it, little dudes!