Today’s strip has bricks! And snow! And a store called “Black Hole Comics.”
So, you know me! I had to google “black hole comics”. From the Wikipedia article I learned:
Black Hole is a twelve-issue comic book limited series written and illustrated by Charles Burns and … released in collected form in 2005….
The story deals with the aftermath of a sexually transmitted disease which causes grotesque mutations in teenagers.
So, yeah, as DSH said in yesterday’s strip: “it’s kind of a rough place.”
Hi snarkers! Oddnoc here. I wish I could could say we’re in for a thrilling treat this week, but we’re reading Funky Winkerbean. That makes us the worst reading club in America.
Today’s strip features a—wait for it!—pun! Oh my gosh! A pun in Funky Winkerbean—I can hardly restrain my glee.
You don’t see the pun, you say? Er, it’s in panel 3. No, not in Harry’s speech balloon. It’s in DSH’s. “Nick the Geek.” Still no?
Maybe that’s because the pun is based on the name of guy who died on Christmas Day 1966, 47 years ago, Nick “the Greek” Dandolos. The guy was born in the 19th Century, so this fits right in with Funky Winkerbean’s focus on “contemporary issues affecting young adults.”
They? Who in the world is John referring to as “they” in today’s strip ? Is Holly actually thinking of going out of Westview to find a comic to complete Cory’s collection?
Is this arc STILL going on?
Who says comics have to be funny? Not Tom Batiuk, who realized that comics could move beyond the ‘Gag a Day” schtick and also be sad, depressing, morose, bleak, distressing, dreary, gloomy melancholy, dismal and and heart-breaking as well.
Today’s strip is a perfect example of that. Sure, you could read about the various wars being fought at the moment on the front page of any newspaper, and get biting social commentary on the matter from political cartoons but why not have the crushing reality of having a child in a war zone wedge itself between Slylock Fox and Marvin?
It’s great you stayed up all night finishing the script you should have done 22 months ago and all but don’t be too surprised if praise doesn’t come flooding into your email box just yet as it’s around 3:30 A.M in L.A. and even the crackheads at Mann’s Chinese Theater have passed out for now.
Son of Stuck Funky 