I say this as someone who loves fanfiction: this reads like a self-insert Jane Eyre modern AU written by a 16 year old infatuated with Rochester. Discovering that McKenna originally titled the book "Rochester" and reading several interviews where she never mentions the titular character at all makes it clear she was far more invested in writing a love story for him than actually staying true to the source material. Calling the book "Hitchcockian" is also misleading: McKenna does manage a bit of a twist around Rochester's wife and her brother, but the effect actually robs Rochester of all his motivation and the troubled nature of his behavior. His behavior towards Jane is still problematic and borderline abusive, but now he's cast as a victim instead of an almost villain. She's cut out everything that makes the book actually about Jane, and removed all the heft and character from the story in doing so. It's flat, boring, and misses the entire point of Bronte's work. Remove the title and their names, and it has nothing in common with Jane Eyre. There's no orphanage, no abuse, not illness, no loss, nothing but a pretty girl who comes to New York and has all of her dreams literally fall in her lap.
There is a lot of "tell, don't show", which is the opposite of what comics are supposed to be. We're told repeatedly that Jane is "plain" (she's stunning), that Rochester's house is creepy (it's modern and a bit sparse, but not creepy), and that Jane is under privileged (because...she has to work for a living? But gets everything she needs without trying?). But McKenna only wrote anything about the middle chunk of the story, completely cutting out the backstory that gives Jane the motivation to go find a job. She's not isolated, she's not particularly smart, and she has no agency or motivations of her own in McKenna's adaptation. The whole book was written at the same time as she was working on the script for the already-optioned film, and it shows. The pacing is off, there are massive plot holes, and side characters that serve no purpose except that they're all more interesting than Jane and Rochester.
Perez's art sure is pretty, though.
This is a B+ Lifetime movie, not Jane Eyre.