When I stumbled upon these books at San Diego Comic-Con last year, I figured they’d be fun just based on their name.
Actually, quite the opposite is true. This comic is, to put it bluntly, awful. It manages to be incredibly obtuse and facile at the same time. A rambling mess of theology based on a thumbnail’s understanding. Awful. And a shame, too, ’cause the art is reeeeealy cool. Toward the end, I stopped reading and just looked at the images. Then I left the book’s on someone’s desk because I didn’t want them in my life anymore.
