Tag: Big Walnut Tech

Not the Van’again

It looks like Tombat finally secured enough of a budget to show instead of just tell. A wise move in this medium of art! It may not be enough to keep Les and crowd interested, however, as they’re starting to look as bored as most of the readers. I’m not sure why they’re facing “Jff” like they’re a firing squad but there’s not many places to go when a wall of text takes over your living room.

Today we finally get a peek at what went down that fabeled, magical night. Maybe. Actually, today’s comic left me even *more* confused than at the beginning of the week!

Métal Hurlant

Ring the bell! Today’s strip is funny. Implausible, sure, but it’s a comic strip (sorry, DSH John). I like how little Robo-Goat is actually screaming in the clutches of Big Walnut Tech’s menacing, mechanical monster. And in panel two, for once, Batiuk makes “tell-don’t-show” actually work, as the boys follow Robo-Goat’s trajectory, presumably through a window or wall. I’d have added a “crash” sound effect in P2, but we shall lay aside the snark hammer for today.

(Today’s post title is kind of a stretch. Did anyone get it?)

Fee Fi Fo Dumb

Yeah, anytime Cody expects things to go his way, count on the opposite outcome. “Robo-Goat” stands ready for battle; unfortunately, arch-rival Big Walnut Tech has brought along the Iron Giant. I kind of like the overhead perspective in today’s strip, but the shadow-within-a-shadow in panel 2 doesn’t work too well.

*Crickets*

America’s breakfast tables are treated to a hilarious Sunday FW recurring theme: laying somebody to rest. You may be asking yourself ‘I don’t get it, what’s the joke here?’ Is it the fact our esteemed author unearthed this guy out of the FW character graveyard for the sole purpose of killing him? No. Keep in mind that against all odds this square-jawed, hat wearing, hero-to-nobody managed to never win a game and somehow kept his job. Sure he could have been satisfied with being the biggest statistical anomaly in all of high school sports, but that wasn’t enough. In true Westview fashion, this guy couldn’t win at losing. For a coach who spent decades charged with the task of motivating young men to succeed on the field (and presumably, in life), it sure seemed like his focus was more on being Ohio’s own Casey Stengel…and less on teaching the likes of Bull how one actually cleans somebody’s clock. It didn’t seem to matter who won; rather, coach Strapp preached ‘he who loses last, laughs best.’ The ultimate punchline of Coach Strapp’s life seems to be on the surviving residents of Westview; for his losing legacy doesn’t need to be memorialized with an annual death march. They’re living the Strapp legacy each and every day.

-Stuckfunky