Posts tagged ‘Broken’
September 19, 2010
MONITOR ROOM (UNKNOWN)
Two SHADOW MEN (age/details unknown – seen only as mysterious silhouettes) confer in front of a sprawling series of giant video screens. Their conversation is very cryptic – but teases the first hints of a massive technological conspiracy that is quickly moving into place. Cue a barrage of satellite imagery, scientific schematics, global coordinates, power-grid tables, and military reports.
Their conversation closes with talk of an event that is IMMINENT…something that will change the world forever.
Push through a glowing satellite image of the EARTH from high orbit, and shuttle down dramatically to…
SOMEWHERE IN THE SOUTH PACIFIC
A tiny figure stands on a lonely beach at sunset. Meet SHANDALA (18)– a striking young girl with chalk-white skin and azure blue eyes. She is cold and mysterious, and seems to long for another world…and another life. She is soon interrupted by her father (CHIEF TUI – 50), a dark-skinned Fijian noble who beckons her back to a clearing lit by firelight. Shandala follows reluctantly (and a little fearfully), but when she pushes through the thick jungle, she is greeted by the happy cheers of her ‘family’. The LOMALAGI tribe dances and sings to celebrate the anniversary of Shandala ‘joining’ their ranks…when she miraculously washed ashore as an infant.
Shandala’s eyes fill with tears…not all of them joyful.
We see the scene from overhead, as her clan dances around a blazing fire. The camera shuttles back fast into the stratosphere, and the Earth ‘turns backward’ towards Japan. Push through the clouds to…
August 24, 2010
Yesterday, I had the good fortune to hang with Broken Saints audio guru Adam Fulton for the first time in what seems like a warped age. The afternoon included heaps of reminiscing along a winding coastal nature walk (I’m romantic that way), some quality java, copious cheeseish and cheesesque substances, and a slice of cinematic dessert. Adam and I struck up a fast friendship during our Instructor days; we were a pair of creative rebels – considered specialists in our chosen fields – and made it our parallel missions to inject undiluted doses of Passion into the minds and hearts of seemingly apathetic hordes of students…many of whom were only too happy to burn their parents’ mutual funds at Gaming University.
But no experience served our friendship more – and challenged it on every conceivable level, to the point of utter disintegration – than fighting side-by-side in the digital trenches of the Broken Saints 4-disc DVD 5.1 surround mix. So, after a great reconnection and earnest pledges or more to follow from both sides, I couldn’t help but dig in the saintly archives in search of some artifact from that vital era. Something and found this old production diary
The account below – which was later published in Canada’s Reel West Digest – only skims the surface of what Adam and I (and the rest of the 30-strong DVD team) experienced on that 9 month adventure/greasy-slide-into-Hell. But it might just give you an idea of what’s required when true Collaboration comes a knockin’, and the lasting rewards for those brave (and perhaps stupid) enough to answer the goddamn door…
July 29, 2010
(Even though it’s been 7 years since the original Broken Saints flash series was completed – and 4 since the DVD set came out in North America – I’m still blessed to receive some incredible messages from old and new fans on a semi-regular basis. Below, you’ll find what amounts to the first ‘theologically hardcore’ analysis of BS from a…ummm…’professional’ point of view!
I was always hoping to stir up some spiritual discussion with the series, so this mail made me extremely happy. Respect and appreciation to Wes Kelley for taking the time to write…and for reminding me that it pays to put in the obligatory research hours 8) )
“I’m a young Christian pastor, age 26, in the United Methodist Church, a mainline Christian denomination in the US, analogous to the United Church of Canada up north. A friend just let me borrow the Broken Saints DVDs to watch, and I became engrossed. Broken Saints touched off with me in so many ways! At the end of it all I was just like, “Yes!” The Saints narrative touched on so many intersections, political, spiritual, technological, more, all in a sci-fi universe. It really is my cup of tea.
First though, I thought your christological portrayal of Shandala was absolutely compelling. It almost brought tears to my eyes! Shandala’s christological significance was not just a cheap-easy, one-to-one symbol, like some films do by making just anybody who makes a self-sacrifice or has a tragic death into a Christ-figure. No, you built that thing up from early on, weaving it in a nice point/counter-point kind of way with the visceral, perverted effigies of Bula the cat and Shandala’s adopted mother. The cross, the ancient instrument of torture, execution, and Roman power, you re-appropriated as the symbol of technological, military, and commercial violence. Damn! Perfect that Lear crucifies Shandala on the technological instrument. And then that same instrument of death, the technological cross, she actually uses to overthrow Lear, and send blessing to everyone in the world. That is Christus Victor like nothing I’ve ever seen. Although in my theological circles, we discuss this progression as the most sacred mystery of Jesus’s atonement, never before have I seen it presented narrativally in our times, and in the sci-fi world no less!