Review By Jay Brennan

Hoo boy. Now THAT was a fine little piece of film...

Dogma turned out to be fucking cool as hell...consider me wowed. Just the opening alone with Carlin as a religious figure had me pissing myself. Though we were told before the screening that both the sound and the special effects were a little rough, the sound was pretty impressive; it needs a little touching up in spots, but was nearly perfect. The effects on the other hand were a mixed bag. It's safe to say that the whole Affleck flying around and dropping bodies sequence needs some serious work, seeing as how the audience found it to be laughingly bad...I didn't really have a problem with it , though. I just assumed it was intentionally cheesy. The shit-spewing monster needed a little touching up as well; the shit projectile appeared unfinished. But all in all, a good flick indeed...kinda like Mallrats meets Preacher. I don't know if that spells critical success, but fuck 'em if they can't take a joke...and smash their window. My only problem is the fact that all Kevin Smith movies are so well crammed with dialogue that they necessitate repeat viewings, and now my greedy ass has to wait through the summer to see it again...never mind the probable year it'll take to put out the DVD...oh well. Oh, the fucking worst part was that there was no Jeff Anderson! I was looking all over for that guy, and all we got was a glimpse of him...IN THE CLOSING CREDITS! Ugh. I really hope they put him in, at least for a line or two. Anyways, good shit all around, the audience dug it, Kevin cribbed from the comic Skeleton Key with those little hockey demons, Fat Albert kicks ass, I wanna see it again.