This is Batiuk attempting witty sitcom style dialogue. And it is painful. “So what brings?” is not something a human would say. And the way Funky is poking into the second panel saying his little line reminds me of a cheesy sitcom character chiming in with his trademark catchphrase. Also, if you go to a pizza place and just order “the pizza”, I think it’s maybe not a great pizza place.
Why in the world anyone would want to meet Les is beyond me, although it does seem like the kind of thing you’d do after a funeral. “Oh, we spent the past hour or so thinking about death, I wonder what Les is up to?” Bull’s dead and barely cold in the ground, so I guess that just means more time for Les. Yippee.
Tag: Funky
It’s Funny Because He’s Fat, Get It?
What a great way to follow a big prestige serious storyline you bragged about, with a total waste of space. “Hi!” “Hi!” “You’re fat!” I guess coming up with a week of ways to show how dumb Bull was must’ve really taxed Batiuk’s talent.
This is one of my least favorite things about this strip (the list of things I’ve described that way would be very long). Literally all Funky does in this strip is work and work out, and yet he’s still fat. And people make fun of him for it. And since Bull’s dead, he’s this strip’s fattest, dumbest character, so he’d better watch out, I guess.
I’ve Got A Feeling I Don’t Want To Know
Link to today’s strip (eventually).
Sunday’s strip was–surprise!–unavailable for preview (although this is normal on Sundays. Or perhaps I should say, “normal.”)
This marks the fourth time I’ll have to spin something from nothing during this stint. How lucky can a guy be?
Using my precognition powers, however, I can preview Monday’s, and I’m going to issue a big red alert, WARNING: LARK’S VOMIT.
As for today’s, I assume that the “AK gallery showing” wrapped up with Saturday’s episode, because otherwise Batiuk would have to *gulp* *choke* show something happening. Horrors! So what will Sunday be?
I’ll guess “unrelated to anything else,” because that seems to be the go-to move these days…though Batiuk does enjoy “shaking things up” now and then, by which I mean, making them more boring, so who really knows? It’s been so long since we’ve seen Funky and Les running!
Of course, since he really loves showering praise on his awful characters, it might be a recap of the “Dullard’s art is so awesome it should be in a museum” blech. Excuse me while I vomit.
I’m back. Anyway, no matter what, we know what it won’t be–funny, insightful, well put-together or interesting in any sense. Wow, Tom Batiuk…you’ve really let yourself go.
PS: The titles of my last several Sunday entries are lines from the Velvet Underground’s “Sunday Morning.” Today’s is frighteningly apt.
Veally Lame
This strip is another in the long line of Batiuk Sunday strips that really only need to be two panels. And like usual for Batiuk, it’s a really weak joke. Mommy bag, ha ha. I kind of doubt Holly’s mom will be mentioned again anytime soon, since the only reason she is here is so Batiuk can deploy the hilarious gag he thought up. Although I really can see Holly and Funky going house shopping. That would be the right combination of tedious and misery inducing for this strip. And where are Holly and Funky eating? I thought for sure Westview just had Montoni’s and the Toxic Taco.
Thanks for putting up with me again! Beckoning Chasm takes over tomorrow.
Spagettaboutit!
Apologies for the late post. I decided to wait for the Sunday strip to drop, rather than blather on about something from earlier this week.
The last thing Funky needs is nutritional value. Given the weight he’s able to hold onto despite working out with a personal trainer, he must have the metabolism of a hibernating turtle.
Funky also seems to be suffering from a serious case of IMS. Irritable Male Syndrome. Spilling food on yourself often, as well as other issues with fine motor control, are probably a sign of some kind of tragic illness. Money on Parkinson’s.
Funky doesn’t take vitamins? They were paranoid enough about his health to take a trip to see a specialist together a couple years ago, but he doesn’t take a basic multivitamin? Way to go out on a limb for a non-joke.
Some really crisp linework in the strip today. No weird lobster hands, lots of detail, and weirdly dramatic shading. I mean, look at the detail out the window. And just an almost loving rendering of pasta noodles…mmmm….
Too bad the marinara looks like blood. Funky, you got red on you.
Son of Stuck Funky 