Tag: Lenny

Not One for the Books

“…this girl that he had been with“? Do these Hollywood clowns realize that that’s no way to talk about Our Lady of Westview? Darin is trying hard, very hard, to keep his cool, but that cocked eyebrow in panel 1 tells me that he’s seconds away from losin’ his shit. And I’ve been trying not to imply that their “partnership” is more than “strictly business,” but Lenny is practically feeling up “his man” in panel 2. Maybe Lenny is Frankie’s “Leon”, and whatever loot that they manage to pry from Darin and Les is going towards gender reassignment surgery, like in Dog Day Afternoon…

The Producers

So how do we know that Frankie (and his partner Lenny) are just no damn good? “Lenny and I have a production company in Hollywood…” If only Les had been around to spot them: Lenny’s bald head, glasses, and sportcoat surely would have given him away as one of those vampire-loving Hollywood types.

I love how the documentarian who makes films nobody sees has the nerve to sneer at somebody who’s had “a big hit on YouTube.”

Signifi-Gant Other

Is Frankie messing up their names on purpose? “David” from Darin, and “Josie” from Jess? What’s happening to Frankie’s head? It starts out big and seems to grow bigger in panels 2 and 3.

bobanero
May 20, 2013 at 9:03 am
So are we actually going to ever find out exactly who this Lenny guy is, or is he just going to continue lurking in the first panel of every strip for the rest of this story arc?


Well, at least one of our questions gets answered today: Lenny can talk. Whatever kind of “show” he’s talking about, Darin has clearly heard enough. Jess holds on to him as he starts heading for the exit with that curious strutting manner in which all men in the Funkiverse walk.

Pierce a Pizza

While TB is clumsy at portraying genuine affection (think of any scene involving Les being romantic toward Cayla), when it comes to smarminess, he’s got that down pat. Frankie embraces Darin in panel 3 like a boa wrapping itself around a feral pig. Darin recoils as Frankie’s leering mug looms mere inches away from his own, exhaling a vapor of sour coffee, generic cigarettes, and last night’s beer.

It's Durwood

Charles
May 16, 2013 at 6:32 pm

All this has taken place this week, and yet, what’s the result?

Frankie: Wanna talk, son?
Darin: No.

(After this week of treading water and worthless strips, reinforcing negative impressions of both Darin and Jessica):

Frankie: Wanna talk, son?
Darin: Yes.

Gyre
May 16, 2013 at 4:06 pm
“Give bio-dad a call”? “bio-dad”?

I get that they were trying to save space, but if that’s all then why not just have Darin refer to him by his actual name. That would be a great way to show the distance between the two of them.

Or how about this: have “Bio-Dad” refer to Darin by the wrong name, thus tipping off the reader (if any still need to be tipped off) that Frankie’s motives are less than altruistic? Such a slip-up might be plausible if Frankie called him “Derwin” or “Aaron” or something that has more in common with his real name than just the first initial. Not to mention that Frankie seems to have gone to the trouble of learning everything about everybody in town: it’s unlikely that he’d carelessly misremember the name of his mark.

Looking on, of course, is Lenny, Frank Pierce’s partner in whatever scam they’re trying to run here.