Finally got around to reading it. I have to admit, I thought the story would be a lot thicker.
At the time, I was with my dad and my sister. They were both giving me crap about how this couldn't possibly be good and how there's a movie out about wise-cracking military guinea pigs I might be interested in.
If they only knew.
Seriously, I was pleasantly shocked and surprised about how seriously the graphic novel took its premise. Let's face it, if you give animals -- hell, if you give anything the ability to talk, dress them up in suits of armor and load them up with heavy artillery, they're not going to wisecrack and make fart jokes, they're going to be goddamn killing machines! Man, does the blood flow in this graphic novel. But more importantly, the story turns into a bloody mess without ever making the main characters less than sympathetic. This is all they're able to do, after all, and they're defending themselves from very real and very lethal threats.
More than that, I'm amazed with how much the story accomplished with no motion lines, no sound effects and very little dialogue. And the panel layouts. Oh, the panel layouts. It's interesting to compare this to the nine-panel grid of Watchmen, which was designed to aid pacing and to be inconspicuous. The panel layouts in We3, by comparison, are like storytelling devices unto themselves. They're dynamic, changing with the story, being as chaotic or as intimate as the actions they depict.
It's a much shorter story than I would have expected, but no less awesome for it.