Rocket: Finally, we got to see the Broken Saints website on broadband Internet rather than on dial-up.
Skylark: It looked pretty good, but Flash and slow Internet do not mix, so I am glad we finally have some decent web access.
Rocket: If you are going to explore this website, and all of the episodes and downloads that it holds, we suggest you do it one small bit at a time. It’s pretty intense… um… cart… um… sh… online graphic novel, I guess.
Skylark: Yeah, that’s the best way description I can think of to describe it.
Rocket: Is it just me, or did Broken Saints kind of remind you of The DaVinci Code?
Skylark: Don’t make fun of people’s art in such a tasteless way.
Rocket: What do you mean? I liked The DaVinci Code.
Skylark: You also like Harlequin Romance Novels.
Rocket: There is nothing wrong with Harlequin Romance Novels, you lit snob.
Skylark: So you say…
Rocket: Anyway, this online graphic novel makes you think, so take some time to absorb it.
Skylark: Film noir and transcendental meditation don’t exactly lend themselves to rushing about.
Rocket: Broken Saints can be very intense, and sometimes it can be pretty freaky. But if you take it slowly it really can make you think. Otherwise, it might be frustrating and boring. I personally didn’t find it that way though.
Skylark: Broken Saints seemed a bit spiritually overwrought at times, but I think that had a lot to do with the whole hard-boiled film noir feel it was trying to accomplish. For this reason, I am willing to give it the benefit of a doubt — especially since it is obvious that the creators have a healthy sense of humor about the whole project. Personally, I am not too much into the whole end of times thing, but I really enjoyed the fresh approach and visual execution. I am definitely curious about viewing the DVD. This website is not for people who are into idealized new age descriptions of spirituality or those who are not comfortable with challenges to their faith. It can get pretty gritty and it’s not exactly fare for the strict Orthodox folks at your local synagogue.
Rocket: That’s for sure. Your aunt would probably throw the computer monitor out the window, and then call the rabbi to do some sort of cleansing ritual before stoning us to death for making her watch the cartoon.
Skylark: That’s a bit of a hyperbole… although, I still remember her reaction when I came out of the bisexual closet. Uff!
Rocket: Your auntie is adorable, but she can kvetch like nobody’s business. Do you remember the floral dish thing?
Skylark: *Making his best impression of an old Jewish woman.* “You did not put cheese on the floral plates. Oh my GAWD, you did put cheese on the floral plates. Now, I am going to need a new set of floral dishes for the lamb chops, because these ones are going into the garbage. You shishke, you bring chaos into the world! Here’s some money. Hurry, go and buy a new set of floral set of dishes before the lamb chops are done, and don’t open the box. I do not want your filthy goy hands touching my new dishes.”
Rocket: That was a pretty good impression of your aunt.
Skylark: Yeah I know… back to the review.
Rocket: We really should’ve done this review years ago.
Skylark: I realize that, but Vas had us in cold storage for about fifteen years. So technically speaking, we didn’t even exist during that time.
Rocket: Sometimes I hate being a cartoon character. I hate it how some unseen weird force of nature, that we can only perceive when it reveals itself to us, can decide the fate of my life with the flick of a calligraphy pen. I hate it how it can create and destroy things, seemingly on a whim, like some unstoppable all-powerful, all-knowing and ever present being. It scares the crap out of me.
Skylark: So does that mean you have a Zeusophobia?
Rocket:What’s a Zoo-Zoo-Pho-Bee?
Skylark: You have an irrational fear of deity.
Rocket: Vas is not deity.
Skylark: It depends on your perspective… She is not a god, as we understand it, but…
Rocket: Enough of the blasphemy.
Skylark: How can I blaspheme against something that cannot be proved or disproved?
Rocket: No wonder your aunt thinks you’re a bad Jew. How can you be a Jew if you don’t believe in G-d.
Skylark: I believe in G-d, just not the way most people do.
Rocket: You suck! I’m going to spend some alone time now.
Skylark: OY! You argue for the sake of arguement. I swear.
Rocket: *Slams the door.*
Skylark: Well, thanks for reading… but sheesh, that woman.
