Originally, I wanted to do a comic about Hellboy II: The Golden Army for today’s update. I had a chance to see the movie last Friday and loved it. But seeing as I had just completed TWO Hellboy comics STARRING Hellboy last week, I thought it might be overkill. Truthfully, it would have been more of an excuse for me to try and rope things back into Theater Hopper territory and not do a straight-up parody. Best to let sleeping dogs lie.
I was about to do a comic I had on the back burner for Meet Dave. The set up was going to be Tom and Cami sitting at a table and Tom mentioning to Cami that Eddie Murphy had a new movies in theater. Her reply would have been a courteous but clipped “Oh, that’s nice” and then the last two panels were going to be completely without dialogue to reflect the idea that NO ONE CARES ABOUT EDDIE MURPHY ANYMORE!
If you think that last statement is too harsh, then just check out the box office on Meet Dave in it’s first week. 7th place and $5.3 million dollars? You really screwed the pooch with Norbit, Murphy. You could have had a Best Supporting Actor Oscar for Dreamgirls and pulled yourself out of this hole. Now you’ll be stuck doing tepid family films for ages.
Ah, who am I kidding. The guy has more money than God. He’s set for life.
Anyway, that was going to be my Meet Dave comic which I really like conceptually, but probably wouldn’t have worked in reality. Too low key, too subtle and I’m not sure people would have understood that neither Tom or Cami were particularly interested in the latest Eddie Murphy movie. It probably would have ended up looking like I forgot to add word bubbles to the last two panels.
Thank goodness for The Dark Knight. Probably one of the most anticipated films of the year and I feel like I have enough ground to cover with this one to do a WHOLE WEEK’S worth of strips. So, buckle up.
People have been going round and around talking about Heath Ledger’s performance of The Joker. And, of course, you can’t talk about Heath Ledger without mentioning that he died back in January from an accidental overdose. It’s kind of a catch-22. On the one hand, it feels slightly exploitative. But, on the other hand, it wouldn’t be responsible journalism if you didn’t mention it somewhere. It might almost be considered disrespectful to his memory – like you were trying to gloss over something that didn’t happen.
Any way you slice it, it’s a shame. I kind of feel bad for the other actors in the film that not have to field questions on two fronts. It’s no longer about promoting the movie. It’s also about Ledger and what his death means. I have a fantasy where Gary Oldman just goes off on some reporter for pushing the issue too far, but that’ll probably never happen.
Some critics are already saying Ledger should be nominated for an Oscar for his performance. Having not seen the movie, I can’t judge one way or the other. Although I’ve been impressed with the clips I’ve seen. Ledger is mesmerizing and it’s evident that he tapped into something primal in his depiction of The Joker.
That said, it’s all speculation and too soon to say if it’ll even happen. I try to think in the short term as well as the long term and if there was going to be any benefit at all from Ledger’s death, the best I could come up with is the absolute conclusion to lame Brokeback Mountain references.
It was only a couple of years ago, but you remember how it went. Seriously – if I had to listen to one more person do their riff on the line “I wish I knew how to quit you,” I would have screamed.
Hey, I was guilty of it, too! But some people hang onto that stuff a little too long. Admit it, you still know someone in your office making Borat references. “Very nice…”
At this point, a Brokeback reference would not only be irrelevant from a pop culture perspective, it would be downright insensitive. So, I think we can officially label this “The End of The Trend.”
A short programming note for those of you who are fans of The Triple Feature podcast – there will be no show tonight. Both Joe and Gordon are traveling, which would leave me by my little, old lonesome. So we decided to scrap this week’s show and get together NEXT week at 9:00 PM CST at TalkShoe.com to discuss Hellboy II and The Dark Knight. I don’t know who we’re trying to fool. You know we’ll only end up talking about The Dark Knight. Which is a shame. I had a great time watching Hellboy II and everyone I’ve talked to has enjoyed it as well. It would be a real treat to pour over it.
I guess you’ll just have to tune in next week to see!
Thanks for visiting the site today. I’ll see you here again on Wednesday! Have a great week!
Don’t front. If you heard Don LaFontaine’s voice booming from the heavens, you’d be crapping your pants.
As any movie-love worth their salt already knows, the well-known-but-unknown voice over artist for all manner of movie trailers and television commercials Don LaFontaine passed away Monday. Don is best known for coining the phrase "In A World…" when announcing the next big summer blockbuster and – darn it – if the world won’t be poorer for it now that he’s gone.
For a lot of people, Don’s voice WAS the movies. Literally generations of film-goers grew up with him introducing their movies to them. The man leaves behind a mighty footprint and will be sorely missed.
Tons of tribute videos have been cropping up around the internet since news was made of LaFontaine’s passing. You might have seen this one already, but it gives a great overview of the man and his history in the industry and is worth the handful of minutes it takes to watch…
If you have a little more time to spare, check out this video featuring Don as well as four other well-known-but-unknown voice over artists in a piece filmed for The Hollywood Reporter Awards a few years back. You’ll crap when the guy from the Disney films shows up.
Apologies for there not being a comic on Monday. Between the Labor Day holiday and Cami’s birthday that day, I just got caught up in family stuff and couldn’t pull away to do a fresh strip.
In truth, today’s comic was a bit of a chore to put together. I’ve been in data management hell for the last 24 hours. I’m too tired to go into it now. Just let me get back into the swing of things a little and I’ll start posting to the site again with some more in-depth news.
But, for now, it’s Wednesday… It’s Hump Day… Let’s leave it at that.
Talk to you all soon. Have a great day!
Maybe it’s just fatigue setting in, but I’m getting kind of cranky about the holiday releases. I affectionately refer to this season as “The Holiday of Death” due to the number of films where characters buy the farm being released this month. That’s grim, but I know a trend when I see one.
Fifteen films is not a number I drew out of a hat by the way. I had an inkling of what was going on, but this article from Jeffery Wells over at Hollywood Elsewhere confirmed it. Careful, he spoils a few films over there, but he names each of the fifteen films if you’re curious. Read with caution.
I don’t want to suggest that movies need to be happy all of the time and certainly a lot of Oscar bait gets released this time of year. Quickest way to pull on emotional heart strings? Kill a lead character – Instant Oscar!
But I don’t know… 15 films feels disproportionate.
That’s kind of a down note to lead you into a message wishing you and yours a safe and happy holiday this week. But despite my curmudgeonly ways, I still wish the best for you. Take care of yourselves.
One more comic for the year on Friday before I’m off next week for vacation. When things ramp up to full speed on Monday, January 5, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised. The new site design is going to blow your socks off. I’ll also have an important pre-sale to announce then as well. I can’t wait. It’ll be like Christmas in… January?
Okay, bad analogy.
See you Friday!
Writing this comic, I tried to figure out a way to incorporate Andy Rooney in some way. In my mind, he’s one of America’s all-time greatest cranks. He rambles on about unimportant matters with a know-it-all tone reflective of the take-no-responsibility mantra of the American populace. I certainly wish him no ill will, but if he were to disappear entirely from the end of 60 Minutes each week, I wouldn’t miss him.
Since I was unable to write Rooney into the strip directly, please enjoy this video – one in a series of edited shorts that takes the first and last line of one of Andy’s rants and cuts out the middle. The effect is often quite hilarious.
You can find more of Andy’s truncated rants here.
Steering the conversation back to things more cinematic in nature… Crank: High Voltage comes out this weekend and a lot of people I know are excited to see it. I kind of have to chuckle because, judging by the trailers, the film is complete trash and the filmmakers know this. I think people are excited for it simply because they’re responding to a certain level of honesty in the marketing.
If you’ve seen the first Crank, you know entirely what to expect. Jason Statham runs around for 90 minutes kicking, punching and shooting things. Last time he was given a deadly intravenous “Beijing Cocktail”. A synthetic drug which stops the flow of adrenaline in the body, slowing the heart, and eventually killing the victim. The idea was to have Statham keep his adrenaline level up by causing mayhem the entire length of the movie in an effort to stay alive.
This time out, Statham’s character has been scooped up by black market surgeons attempting to harvest his organs. They perform surgery and steal his heart, replacing it with a temporary electronic one. He wakes up and chases the surgeons in an attempt to reclaim his stolen heart. Meanwhile, he has to continuously electrocute himself throughout to keep the artificial heart charged and working.
Why the surgeons bothered to install an electronic heart in the first place, I don’t know. But I’m sure the movie has a very good reason.
Look, it’s not like logic is the forte of this genre of film, so check your brain at the door and have a good time already.
We were talking about Statham as an action hero a little bit on The Triple Feature last Monday and I think all of us respect the guy for what he’s willing to put up with. Obviously, he’s game for anything. But at the same time, it would be nice if he could pick a movie that wasn’t constantly winking at the audience with its antics. Statham is a certifiable bad-ass. But he’s also a bit of a clown. Or at least a bad-ass stuck in clownish pictures.
Looking back at the luminaries of the action genre, Statham could run circles around Jean-Claude Van Damnm or Steven Segal with his physicality. But Van Damm and Segal carefully cultivated an enduring, impenetrable image. At least until the started making deck like Double Team and The Glimmer Man. Perhaps Statham can solidify his cred a little bit when The Expendables comes out next year. We’ll see.
I’ll probably see Crank: High Voltage this weekend simply because I know it’s something Cami will have no interest in seeing. So I won’t feel guilty for going to the movies when we can’t get a babysitter for Henry. But what about the rest of you? Are you planning to see the movie this weekend? If so, what’s the appeal for you? Were you a fan of the original? Does this one look better or worse? Leave your comments below.
Also, be sure to check back on the site later in the day. I will be announcing a week-long pre-order on the Spoiler Alert t-shirt I previewed earlier in the week. Thanks.
Reviews are starting to trickle in for Terminator Salvation and while I am trying to avoid them for the most part, I did read Tom Charity’s review over at CNN.
It’s kind of a pan, but I was more interested in how he chose to end his review…
“…the gap between the Terminator movies and Transformers is diminishing along with any vestige of adult entertainment. In the virtual era, nobody we care about stays dead for long; there is always a second life just around the corner. They’ve even stopped numbering the sequels now.”
This taps into something I’ve been feeling about action movies for a while now.
Dropping the sequel number isn’t a big deal. That’s just a marketing maneuver to make franchises feel like chapters in a larger story rather than a long-in-the-tooth money making scheme. But Charity is completely right about there being nothing at stake. No one ever stays dead and rarely does it feel like anything is at stake. Movies are starting to feel more and more like comic books.
That’s not a dig against comic books. Comic books are meant to refresh themselves every few years to stay viable. Trying writing 12 months of content and NOT dragging out old characters people once thought were dead.
But what happened to the movie as a stand-alone story? I look at a movie like The Matrix and how, even though the ultimate conclusion wasn’t told, it felt open-ended enough that you could imagine how things went for Neo and the human resistance. Then the sequels came along and. were so overblown and boring. It was all just filler to get you to that ultimate conclusion – the humans win.
So what?
Now movie franchises just go on and on and on and never really deliver anything new. Everything in the old movies is swept under the rug or explained away so producers and studios can have another run at the trough. Audiences are learning not to trust storytellers and that’s a big problem when the ENTIRE POINT of movies is to remove the audience from their surrounding and place them inside your world for two hours.
How can death in the movies have significance when the same through it running through everyone’s mind?
“They’re gonna bring that guy back for the sequel.”
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Jul 25, 2003 | CUP OF SUGAR FROM HELL |
I’ve been making fun of Final Destination running out of ways to kill people since Final Destination 2 came out in 2003.
I guess the joke is on me, though. The Final Destination, the fourth installment of the franchise, was #1 at the box office this weekend. The film drew in almost $30 million of business. I guess audiences will never tire of seeing vapid, pretty-looking teenagers die in terrible, horrible ways.
Still… you’ve see the trailers for this one, right? One girl gets trapped in a car wash, another get struck by a rock sent flying from a lawnmower clipping chute? Or, as Joe point out last week… “Death by NASCAR?”
For whatever it’s worth, I’d really like to see a movie where someone trips over their shoes, falls on top of a bullet and dies. Even if it happens in one of those stupid Scary Movie films. Can someone make this happen?
Not a lot for me to talk about movie-wise, so I thought I would take this opportunity to turn you guys on to some of the comics I’ve been reading.
I’ve been reading a lot of journal comics lately. I had no less than three conversations about journal comics with different people last week. It’s the topic dejour around the web comics campfire at the moment.
Talking about the influx of conversation surrounding journal comics with Michael May of Eros, Inc., I hit upon the idea that the end of the summer is upon us and people are taking stock of their lives and perhaps that’s why there is so much buzz around journal comics.
That could be a complete line of bull, but that’s usually where my head is at around the start of autumn. I’m more likely to take stock of my life in September and October than I am to do so in December or January. I guess I’m just wired different.
Anyway… comic recommendations!
- Inkdick – The journal comic of Pranas Naujokaitis. Pranas is a recent graduate of the Savannah College of Art and Design. His comic reminds me a lot of another SCAD graduate, Drew Weing’s The Journal Comic – a long time favorite of mine. I read through Pranas’s archive over the weekend and was shocked at the level of bad luck the poor guy suffered in 2008. I have to admit that I find him a little whiny at times, but you can probably chalk that up to an age difference. I’d like to think I was more mature and on top of things at 21 or 22, but I was probably a lot more like Pranas than I care to acknowledge. Anyway, it’s a great comic with a fun art style that you should check out.
- Lucy Knisley – Although she has a web site chock-full of other comics and illustrations, I’ve become quite attached to Luck Knisley’s journal comics as of late. Recently she posted a series of pages from her trip to Paris that are a great introduction to her voice and her art style. Lucy also published a book called French Milk about an earlier trip to Paris with her Mother that I’ve heard great things about. I still need to pick it up. Think she’d be willing to trade for a copy of Theater Hopper: Year One? Nah.
- The Fart Party – I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned Julia Wertz’s journal comic here before or not, but her’s is another you should check out. I didn’t like Julia’s cynical tone at first, but I’ve really grown to like it over the years. Once you get to know her history, her older work doesn’t come off as jaded.
- American Elf – Although I’m sure he’d bristle at the title, James Kochalka is the grandfather of modern, daily journal comics. I’ve always been peripherally aware of him. But ever since Henry was born, I’ve been enjoying his work much more. The comics that give us a peek into his life as a parent – both good and bad – feel like a preview of things to come for me and I find a lot about his attitude I can relate with.
So there you go. Four new comics for you to check out.
Man, I remember when I used to link to comics all the time from this blog. I don’t do it as much as I used to.
I guess I was inspired to pick up the habit again after combing through a bunch of the old blog posts as I add transcripts to the database. I’m forced to clean up a lot of double paragraphs and stuff and I usually end up re-reading some of the posts. Things were a lot more simple then.
Nothing else to talk about right now except to remind you to listen to The Triple Feature tonight at 9:00 PM CST over at TalkShoe.com. I’m sure we’ll be talking about The Final Destination, Halloween II and much, much more.
Be there!
First things first – I want to say “Welcome!” to everyone coming here from PVP!
I was thrilled to see that Scott used my guest strip. Originally, I wasn’t going to do one for him because I figured he was probably swamped with submissions. But I started thinking about how he was trapped in Seattle, sweating it out in a hotel room, unable to fly home as he fought off a case of the flu he contracted at PAX and how much that had to suck. Being sick is one thing. Being sick so far away from home is something else entirely. The very least I could do to show a little solidarity is put together a guest strip for him. I’m just glad to know he liked it enough to share with everyone else!
If you’re new to Theater Hopper, it would probably benefit you to know a little bit about the comic. Theater Hopper is a semi-autobiographical comic about movies that I update every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Basically I target whatever new movies are in theaters and make fun of them. But sometimes I do longer story lines, too.
In August, Theater Hopper celebrated it’s 7th anniversary and publishing our 1,000th comic. So if you plan on checking out the archives at all, I encourage you to use the little bookmark feature beneath the comic navigation so you don’t lose your place! Or, if you want a sample of the best the archives have to offer, check out the Top Rated page where Theater Hopper readers have voted for the comics they like the best.
Everything else you ever wanted to know about the comic can be found under the About section – including details about the cast and links to popular story lines.
One last thing I’ll mention… If you’re new to the site, you came at a very good time. I’m running a fire sale in my store right now and I’ve slashed prices on all my merchandise. Books are $9.99 and shirts are $7.99. I also have a few odds and ends – baby doll tees, posters and sampler booklets. The sale runs until Sunday, so be sure to check it out today!
Let’s switch gears…
When I heard Patrick Swayze had died on Monday at the age of 57, I can’t say it came as a complete shock. Anyone who has every passed by a super market check out knows that he had been battling pancreatic cancer for the last few years.
Still, his passing is sad. Just like the untimely passing of anyone is sad. Admittedly, I hadn’t given much thought to Swayze as an actor in the last few years. But watching some of his old footage, I’m struck by how much he reminds me of Tommy Lee Jones. Maybe it’s that Texas accent. But I think a lot of it has to do with how Swayze carried himself. Very confident, but gentle. Maybe if things were different, Swayze could have had a career like Tommy Lee Jones later in life.
Swayze has been eulogized as a rare mix of masculinity and grace. When you look over his body of work, the two competing elements are prominently displayed.
Take, for example, my favorite Patrick Swayze movie Road House. That movie came out two years after his big break in Dirty Dancing. Alternatively, Road House was followed by Ghost, which was followed by Point Break. The man knew his audience. He was certainly no dummy.
Road House was a total B movie, complete with terrible dialogue and cheesy, over the top sound effects that punctuated the fight scenes. But Swayze is totally believable as a bar room brawler. He makes the movie better just by being in it.
I talked about this a little bit on The Triple Feature on Monday, but Road House was a movie that always seemed to be on in my grandparents house. Mind you, my grandparents were not the apple pie and afghan sweater set. They were the kind of grandparents who would hang out at the Legion Hall and bet on horse races – just to give you a little bit of context.
But Road House always seemed to be on. Whether it was just one of those scenarios where HBO was just playing it over and over again to fill time or if my grandparents were genuinely into it and sought the movie out, the film left an impression on me in my pre-pubescent years.
Specifically, the last fight sequence (as referenced in the comic). Patrick Swayze – the man America fell in love with two summers prior as he romanced Jennifer Grey and danced the night away in Dirty Dancing – fighting to the death with some guy and ripping his throat out. A move so pimp, I’m pretty sure the developers of Mortal Kombat stole it from him as one of their finishing moves.
For your enjoyment (?) I’ve embedded a clip of this great scene. Aside from the violence of seeing a man rip out another man’s esophagus, the language is a little salty as well. So it’s probably safe to say this is NSFW and the little one’s should abstain from viewing.
You remember Patrick Swayze however you like. This is how I prefer to remember and how I will always remember him.
R.I.P. Patrick Swayze.
What’s your favorite Swayze memory? Leave your comments below!
I had a big post in mind when I put this comic together last night. But some kind of blog date kerfuffle late at night prevented me from posting it until this afternoon. So what I had planned on writing yesterday evening has completely evaporated by this afternoon!
I hope you like the comic. It’s pretty straightforward. I admit to being stuck coming up with the punchline. Actually, I came up with the “Lawyer Attorney” observation first. I probably should have flipped things around to make that the punchline. But I turned out pretty well. What can you expect post-Thanksgiving when your brain has been choked by tryptophan?
Not much more to talk about tonight, except that I hope to see Ninja Assassin some time this evening. I’ve been hearing great things from friends who have already seen it. I’m still a little skittish about going to the theaters on Black Friday, but hopefully the mall crowds have exhausted themselves and gone home by the time I show up. I plan on going to the late, late show.
Still trying to fanagle an opportunity to see The Fantastic Mr. Fox with Cami tomorrow. The film broke wide across the country on Wednesday, but we haven’t nailed down a babysitter yet. I’ve felt considerably out of the loop on that one since it was available in limited release two weeks prior. It feels like no one is talking about it anymore – and I hate it when that happens.
Last thing I’ll mention – and I think you know where it’s going – please pledge to the Kickstarter fund raising campaign for Theater Hopper: Year Three. We have 33 days left in the campaign and 63% left to go. I’m worried that after the baby arrives on the 10th, I won’t have time to really chase it down. That, compounded by the holidays getting in the way, I’m really worried that I won’t be able to raise the money I need to do this!
So, if you have even a dollar left in your pocket after cashing in on department store sales, please consider pledging. I appreciate your support.
Thanks and have a great weekend!
GUEST STRIP – MICHAEL MAY
December 21st, 2009 | by Tom- Comics »
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Today’s guest strip comes from Michael May who does a great comic called Eros, Inc. It’s about a Jewish girl who is hired as a Cupid for her neighborhood. Wacky hi-jinks ensue. Mike’s comic updates on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and it would behoove you to check it out.
I’m lovin’ Mike’s comic for several reasons – mostly the little details. The transition from the second to third panels had me laughing out loud. The caption under the photo in the fourth panel made me smile as well.
But, man… That second panel. Shades of my Ren and Stimpy youth, I tells ya!
Thanks again, Mike, for the excellent guest strip! Check out Eros, Inc., everyone!
I ended up seeing Avatar yesterday with Cami after my parents offered to watch the kids for the afternoon. I feel like I’m still sorting through it. I guess the movie must have done something right if it’s managed to stick with me overnight. Some movies you forget about on your walk back to the parking lot!
After watching the movie, I asked Cami what she thought about it and her first reaction was that it was too long. At nearly 3 hours running time, I’m inclined to agree. But in the same breath, I was never bored watching the film. Yes, the plot has been done before. Yes, the dialogue isn’t ground-breaking. But the visuals… hoo boy, the visuals. Maybe I was just too distracted to care about the negatives?
One thing I’ll say for sure, Stephen Lang brings the thunder as Colonel Miles Quaritch. Between this movie and Public Enemies, he’s having a great year.
The rest of the performances aren’t much to write home about. I’m still not convinced by anything Sam Worthington brings to the table. He seems like a one-note kind of guy to me. A meathead with a knack for playing in front of a green screen.
I think Giovanni Ribisi’s character from Avatar and Paul Reiser’s character from Aliens should get together and have a beer. They’re both a pair of corporate stooges.
Lastly, can we all agree that Michelle Rodriguez will be typecast as the tough chick for the rest of her life?
This is not in-depth criticism, I recognize. Like I said, I’m still working through it.
I guess I would say that Avatar – despite it’s length – does a good job of moving the action along. We find out in very short order what Worthington’s character is doing in the far reaches of space. We understand very quickly how the Avatar technology works without Cameron reducing it to techno-magic that “just is” because the plot demands it. Similarly, none of the characters act as if this technology is anything new. So the movie spends very little time trying to convince the audience “This is new! This is different! This is amazing!” through the eyes of the characters.
I think Cameron has also done a very good job of creating a dense and fully visualized world in Pandora. One where the environmental threats that can kill you in minutes feel tangible.
On the one hand, Pandora is clearly beautiful, luminescent and lush. But on the other hand, when Worthington’s character becomes lost in the jungle not knowing anything about the environment, you feel tension because you don’t know what is safe to touch or what unexpected fresh death might be around the next corner.
Cami and I saw the film in 3D and I don’t know if that added to the experience or not. We both left the theater with headaches. My feeling was negative to the point where I was telling myself “Well, that was fun, but I don’t think I need to see it again.” Now that I’ve had the opportunity to have the film swim around in my head for a few hours, I’ve changed my position and probably would like to see Avatar again in the future. But in 2D next time.
Bottom line, I guess you could say that I got what I expected from Avatar. The technology on display is awesome, but the plot… while not lacking in emotional authenticity… just didn’t connect with me for some reason. It’s not a bad movie. Maybe just not the best movie for me.
I read a review last week where the reviewer expressed admiration for the film, but felt like it was built more for a 15 year-old’s mentality. It wasn’t a criticism. In fact, he said he wished he could be 15 again so he could approach the film with that same kind of wonder and enthusiasm.
I guess I feel the same way.
Switching gears, I wanted to bring your attention back to the Kickstarter fund raising campaign for Theater Hopper: Year Three. There was a bunch of activity last week. We are 74% funded with $900 left to go! I feel really good about the momentum we’ve built up for this, so let’s keep the ball rolling! I’m convinced once we reach 75% funded, that’ll be the tipping point and the rest of the pledges will follow!
There are only 10 days left in the campaign, though. And if you’re celebrating with family this week, then we need to treat it like we have maybe a week left to make goal!
If you need a little extra incentive to pledge, today is my birthday. I 32 years-old. A pledge to the Kickstarter campaign would be a great, last minute gift! Even a dollar! Hey, it’s the thought that counts, right?!
Thanks again to everyone who has pledged their support so far. I appreciate it!
In the meantime, don’t forget to check out Eros, Inc. And if you had a chance to see Avatar this weekend, let us know your thoughts in the comments below!
Do you guys remember the movie Speed with Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock? The last lines of the movie are a callback to an earlier exchange between the two lead characters:
Jack: I have to warn you, I’ve heard relationships based on intense experiences never work.
Annie: OK. We’ll have to base it on sex then.
Jack: Whatever you say, ma’am.
Yeah, that’s kind of what’s going on here.
As per usual, I had some difficulties producing this week’s comic. At some point over the weekend, a big bit the first knuckle of my index finger on my drawing hand and I became so swollen, I had trouble holding a pencil.
You can see a picture of it here.
I wasn’t in any pain. It didn’t appear infected. Just a lot of fluid in the joint. Which is, like… really weird. My finger was essentially rigid.
My finger is still swollen, by the way. I’ve been putting hydrocortisone on it and that helps, but I still can’t bend it all the way.
I’ll keep my eye on it, though. If it turns purple or starts to smell like rotting eggs, I promise I’ll go to the doctor. Cross my heart.
In the meantime, for those of you what happened to Victor and Jimmy in the fire – as well as where Charlie has been during this whole debacle – don’t worry. Those questions will be answered soon.
Until then, just gaze up on that lascivious fourth panel and dream, dream, dream…