I miss the early days of the Internet. It was devoid of toxic social media, and full of goofy creative stuff. If you’re not familiar with the primitive brainrot the title refers to, you can see it here. (WARNING: It will burrow into your brain like those Star Trek II: Wrath of Khan worms. If you do recognize the title, it probably already has. Sorry about that.)
This week’s cardinal arc reminds me of Badger Badger Badger. There’s a cardinal, and… that’s it. It exists as part of a larger work that defies any narrative sense. It’s practically trying to be a meme.
I know I’ve joked about the cardinal being Lisa’s ghost, and that’s still the favorite on the odds board right now (-500). But now, dragging out Lisa’s corpse for the millionth time seems too straightforward for Tom Batiuk. He seems to be veering into the avant-garde. As evidenced by this week’s Ingmar Bergman coloring. (NOTE: I initially missed that this effect was borrowed from Schindler’s List. Thanks to Y. Knott in the comments.)
I say this because I was baffled by the December 13 strip that ended “Pizza Box Monster as Santa” week. He gets paid by Lillian, shakes her hand, and then this:
What on earth was Tom Batiuk aiming at here?
Yes, that’s the building where this week’s proceedings occurred, but what is the point of sticking it at the end of the story? The second panel, PBM saying “Pizza on earth!”, is the kind of thing Batiuk would normally use for a punchline. It’s almost like he drew this panel and forgot to use it, so he stuck it here.
Sometimes you can end a story just by pulling back and putting it into its larger context. Like in A Streetcar Named Desire (the stage version, not the movie) or Cameron Crowe’s Singles. But that’s not what’s happening here. This isn’t a scene of people wandering around, enjoying Christmas, or anything else that would lend weight to the story. Not that there was much of a story to begin with.
I think Tom Batiuk is trying to mimic visual effects, and heartwarming endings, he’s seen in movies and TV shows. But he has absolutely no idea how to execute them, or why. That’s what I think we’re getting at the end of this week: an ornately staged, but confusing, ending.
Son of Stuck Funky 
Warning! This video is addictive!
I’m sorry that this video is so huge! I only meant to post a link to YouTube. Then again, I mean to do a lot of things.
No worries. What happens when you post a link or picture in the comments is anybody’s guess.
It’s a business, sort of, and the stairs (can any business in the Batiukiverse (aside from pizzerias) ever just be on the ground floor in a normal building?) are covered in snow. It’s a lawsuit waiting to happen. The last two weeks of December have always been mostly garbage dumps, where he’d use whatever junk he had lying around in the “reject” basket.
I would think the child slavery ar The Village Booksmith is a much bigger problem than the stairs. Remember, Lillian only recently started paying those twin girls.Who are drawn like they’re about 12 sometimes.
It’s an effect borrowed from Schindler’s List, which makes me think that there is Something Very Serious And Important that’s being led up to.
So yes, I can see why the oddsmakers are touting the appearance of Spirit of St. Lisa as a distinct possibility. This being Batiuk, however, other stupider possibilities are also in the mix. Like the cardinal being a herald of the re-release of The Phantom Empire in an new 35-mm print. Or singing an epic song about an appearance by Dinkle* (*as a drawing on a wadded-up napkin that will actually be stepped on by someone) marching in the Rose Bowl Parade…
Ah, THAT’S where it’s from. I didn’t make the connection.
The ending of last week’s arc could be an inept attempt at implying that PBM might actually be Santa. Today’s thing where the bird flies into the window and dies is a ham-fisted attempt at imparting a stupid moral about impermanence.
Lame artsy nonsense
Tom Batiuk’s cardinal sin
Call it panta retch
He has more than one cardinal sin. There is also the insistent need to make the bureaucratic obstruction in Yes, Minister look a friend to women.