If you aren’t already reading Saga there are a few things that I can assume about you without ever having to meet you.
1. You just straight up aren’t a comics person, or, if you are, you aren’t a good comics person. Or a good person. Or possibly even a person at all.
2. You’re sick of hearing about how good Saga is from all your friends who are comics people and how much you really need to pick up the first trade because it’s only $9.99 for six issues, and no you can’t borrow my copy because I’ll never get it back, come on, you know how you are.
3. You have some weird guilt thing about enjoyment, probably having to do with your deeply religious upbringing.
This was supposed to be a review of Saga, the latest comic book series by Brian K. Vaughn (Y The Last Man, Ex Machina) and Fiona Staples (Jonah Hex, THUNDER Agents), but I feel like if I write anything other than “OMG SO GOOD” over and over until I hit a decent word count, it would be dishonest. So this will not be a review. Sorry. Honestly, though, the last thing the internet needs is another raving fanboy gushing about how great the series is. It is super great, though. For reals.
Oh, also? OMG SO GOOD.
Their family is an offense to two societies that have been at odds for as long as either can remember and the idea of peace or reconciliation or even non-hostility toward each other is unforgivable. The two societies have each successfully removed the humanity (for lack of a better term) from the other so that there is only the enemy. Their cultures are so entrenched in the ideology of us vs. them that it no longer matters why they started fighting in the first place, it only matters that they fight. It may not be a completely original idea, but it’s effective if only because of how easy it is see parallels in certain real-world prolonged conflicts with murky origins.
But that’s not what the book is really about.
It would be very easy — and still extremely entertaining — to let the world/galaxy/universe these characters live in take the forefront. It IS a fascinating universe; one in which suicide cults perform rituals to hatch planet-sized eggs and the ghosts of dead children are the final psychic defenders of their war-ravaged planet. The only other comic I can think of that is as full of nonstop ideas is Brandon Graham and Simon Roy’s Prophet, which is another legitimately amazing book, but it makes a very conscious effort to build its world instead of its characters. Saga could do that. But that’s not the story Vaughn and Staples are trying to tell. And their universe doesn’t feel any smaller for the scope of their tale.