I went on a strange roller-coaster trip creating today’s strip.

When I first thought up the idea for a “Drunken Movie Review”, I thought it would be a fun gimmick for the site – maybe a joke I could repeat somewhere down the line. But as I stared at a blank piece of paper tonight, the thought crept in my head that this idea really stunk.

Then the drawings started coming together. Nothing fantastic, which explains the heavy-handed blur technique I borrowed from another site. I was hoping to distract you.

But once I got the dialogue down on the page, things really started taking shape. This was beginning to look like actual hops-inspired conversations I’ve had in my lifetime. It really grew on me. Then again, if I’m wafting too close to “inside joke” territory, let me know in the forums. Snap me back into shape.

A scenario like this may very likely be the case a week from now. Jared and I are going back to our alma mater next weekend for a trip down memory lane at our college homecoming. This time we’re bringing the wives. Look out!

As far as The Four Feathers is concerned, it looked like a movie I wanted to see before I learned what it was actually about. Sorry, but late 19th century Brittish colonialism doesn’t exactly capture my fancy. Plus, I’ve heard bad things: Kate Hudson’s performance is wooden and Heath Ledger looks like John-Walker Lyndh. And whatever happened to Wes Bently? He sure took a dive after American Beauty.

I think the fact this movie came in 5th place behind Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever says more than anything I could hope to accomplish.