I Thought Nothing Was Supposed to be Something

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Nothing really surprising here, as Tom Batiuk takes one baby step at a time through this latest arc.  To be fair, that’s how most continuity-based newspaper strips work–Newspaper Spider-Man moves at a pace that’s positively glacial.  However, when your “action” consists of one sitting person joined by another, it is possible to move a little too slowly.  You want people sitting on the edge of their seats, not sitting back and snoring softly in the afternoon sun.

I’d be remiss in my duties if I didn’t point out two pretty amazing things in today’s episode.  In panel one, we have a small potted plant that is absolutely black–a darkness so complete that it seems no light can reflect from its shriveled, defeated leaves.

Not really that surprising, given that it has spent its lonely life in the Winkerbean household.  But next to that, we have a tea-pot that has apparently phased part-way through the top of the shelf and is now embedded forever within the wood.   There are some comic book characters who can do this, perhaps Tom Batiuk was thinking of them when he drew this.

What Is It Good For?

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So if I told you that one of the weekly Sunday funnies contained a Nazi land mine, how long would it take you to realize it had to be a FW strip? In fact, I would venture a guess that FW has contained more land mine-centric plots than every other daily strip combined. Anyhow, the “you must love Cory” campaign continues today as Holly and Fatso toss and turn over the Courageous Corporal’s dangerous army assignment…again… as Cory’s disembodied army head hovers above them, silently judging the parenting skills that landed him in the explosive ordnance disposal detail, his snappy army helmet hiding his beady felonious eyes. I have no idea how long a modern stint in the army usually lasts but Batom is clearly enjoying this, so my guess is that Holly’s silent terror over Cory will be a semi-regular feature for a while. Hilarious.

I sort of enjoyed the comic cover tribute today, as I used to read loads of those war comics as a kid. Sgt. Rock…now THERE was a guy you didn’t f*ck with. That unit would have eaten Cory’s dumb ass alive. In fact, if Cory had been in Rock’s unit I believe “Dumbass” would have been a fitting nickname. Either that or “Petty Thief”.

It’s been quite a wild two weeks, but now it’s time to pass the SoSF baton to your old pal Beckoning Chasm for a spell. Stay Funky and see you next time!!!

Hell Is Where The Home Is

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Know what would have been an even bigger surprise? If she walked in through the window or the wall or the ceiling! That is one ultra-shitty slice of dialog right there, just laughably terrible. As is Cindy’s bizarre (and awfully condescending) wordplay about ladders and her stupid NYC apartment joke. Clunkier than a big bag of hammers and twice as stupid. You’d think that the guy “authoring” this thing would at least have the common decency to wait until he’s fully awake before he starts randomly filling in the word balloons with whatever gibberish comes to mind.

Speaking of things that aren’t good, what the hell is going on with Funky’s head in panel two? What a debacle, it’s all misshapen and stuck on his body in an anatomically impossible way. If you keep staring at it it’s like an optical illusion. And why is Holly holding her hand over her heart like Cindy’s reciting the pledge? What a mess.

“Yeah, things suck for me now that I have to come back to this shitty state where you losers live but I’m still pretty well-off”. LOL wow, subtle as a punch in the face there, TomBat. Poorly drawn, terrible dialog, moronic premise…it’s the Batiukian trifecta of fail.

Snow Regrets

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Westview’s “nuclear winter” continues unabated today as our favorite lard-laden couple fondly reminisces about the events of last year, when Holly’s deviant punk of a son joined the Army after completing the “chin-up challenge” at the PTSD fair last summer. Batom’s attempts to get his readers to like Cory continues unabated as well as he thoughtfully included a particularly heinous floating disembodied Cory head to remind us of how snazzy he looks now that he’s military-approved. Hopefully the disembodied head is mere foreshadowing, but somehow I doubt it. His weird and sudden Holly & Funky fixation is really beginning to grate, though. How much more of these two buffoons can we possibly endure? Wait…do NOT answer that.

Over (weight) Achiever

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What the hell?? The idea well is getting awfully dry when you need to resort to jokes that make no sense whatsoever. Does he mean he needs to stay on a treadmill all day to merely maintain his current astronomical weight and not gain more? That’s not funny. And if that’s not the joke, what is it supposed to be? And why does everyone wryly smirk every time Funky makes another one of his sad-sack loser remarks about his decrepitude? What is it about this man’s slow and brutal slog to the grave that these people find so damned amusing? I just hope this ponderous debacle is over and we move on, although with FW you gotta be careful about what you wish for, you know?