Oh…the HILARITY!!! Has ANY daily comic strip featured radiation as much as FW has? And here I thought those wavy lines emanating from the strip were just plain old stink lines. Chester has apparently unwittingly killed AK’s entire fan base, which as I mentioned yesterday could be a pretty funny premise if only someone else was writing it. As boring as he is this TomBan guy is one seriously sick puppy, as many have previously mentioned “everyone gets cancer” is basically his dream arc and here we are, actually living it!
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So, as everyone immediately ascertained yesterday, Chester’s idiotic rings are radioactive. Now I would think that sending Atomik Komix readers deadly poison through the mail would be considered something of a public service but apparently these jerks aren’t nearly as cynical as I am, so there’s going to be a recall, followed by lots of lawsuits and federal government involvement, which sounds pretty funny on paper but won’t be in Batiuk’s hands. But, of course, you already knew that.
Coming soon: the gang can’t figure out why their official “Rip Tide-Scuba Cop” miniature compressed air scuba tanks are so popular until it’s determined that they’re actually full of nitrous oxide, which explains Rip’s popularity on the summer jam band circuit.
One of (one of) the worst things about being a daily FW reader is waiting for Monday’s new strip to drop, then seeing Pete and Boy Lisa’s boring tiresome old mugs again. So Chester actually purchased nuclear waste, which means his staggering lack of business aptitude was already firmly in place long before he exposed himself to massive levels of comic book ring radiation. Maybe this will play out like in the comic books BanTom adores so much and Chester will develop superpowers, like the ability to ruin a comic strip, hog the limelight for years at a stretch and have someone write a maudlin best-seller about him…but if history is any indication he’s gonna have to have a baby first.
Oooh, that is some next level pouting going on in panel two. I can’t wait for an in depth story examining Pete’s and Mindy’s characters, their relationship, and the universal conflict between ego and charitable love. I just know Batiuk will really dig into Pete’s psyche, his insecurities, and use the weakness he’s intentionally built into his character to display the uncomfortable truth to all of us that the joy we get from outshining our peers will always be at war with the joy we get from seeing our friends succeed.
I mean, this can’t just be a few strips of mild petty annoyance on Pete’s part, only to be blandly brushed aside with a weak platitude and immediately ignored to be followed up by something even more passive…right? RIGHT?!
Mindy in panel one looks uncomfortably like some kind of Japanese caricature. And let us never ever get an up-the-nostril shot of Chester ever again, okay?
See this. This is really depressing in light of yesterday. Yesterday Burchett drew two really fun panels, and showed us that he can do better. Today he couldn’t even manage to phone it in. He had to drunk dial it. I imagine him splayed across his drafting desk, bottle of scotch in one hand, pen in the other, resting his head directly on the desk while scratching this out with one eye open. Or more likely, he doodled it with a stylus on his smart phone in fifteen minutes while on the can, and emailed it directly to the colorist.
Either way, a Charger Chimp sounds like some kind of stupid portable multi-port wireless device battery pack that would be advertised on TV very early in the morning. Use it in your car! Use it on a plane! Any place want, any device you want, your little charging pocket buddy is there for you. Buy the Charger Chimp today! Only $19.99 plus shipping and handling. But wait! There’s MORE!!!!
Comic Book Harriet back again for another ride on The Carousel of Death (and Comics) known as Funky Winkerbean. And like all carousels we’ve been on a trip up and down, around and around, only to come right back to where we were before.
Mopey Pete and Durren have quit their old jobs, moved halfway across the country, got a new boss, and started an entirely new comics venture, only to write “Starbuck Jones But This Time He’s a Monkey.”
At least Burchett got to draw two panels of exciting detailed comic book action. I especially like the face of the guy getting a haymaker in panel two, and the Abe Sapien/Murloc love child in panel three. For a brief moment, he actually got to be an artist producing art again. Like a rotting tree producing a single delicious apple even though it’s dead inside.
It’s my call and I have to tell you right now that covers with gorillas on them are total locks.
Tom Batiuk, 1/6/18
I doubt that today’s strip (or anything in Funky Winkerbean) accurately depicts the way comic books are produced in the real world…I mean, you come up with a “flagship title” after you’ve launched the company? I do think that what’s reflected here is Batiuk’s own creative process, wherein he paces the floor and muses out loud (or maybe TB’s got his own Cosmic Treadmill), before settling on some half-baked, flimsy premise, and then hollering “YESSSSSSSS!!!” so loudly as to attract the attention of passersby.
Speaking of comic books, guest author comicbookharriet serves up the snark for the next two weeks. Bon appetit!