Tag: Lisa

Head in a Box

Since today’s first panel is a carryover from yesterday’s last panel, I thought it fitting to carry over a sampling of the your comments from yesterday on the latest posthumous Lisa sighting.

BeckoningChasm
July 29, 2012 at 12:33 am
Okay, the only way, and I mean only way this works at all is if this is Les’ final farewell to Lisa. “Thanks for coming with me one last time. Our adventure is over, and my next adventure begins now.” Don’t get me wrong, it’s still maudlin to the point of nausea, but it sort of works that way.

Epicus Doomus
July 29, 2012 at 12:53 am
Why couldn’t he pull the photo out in front of Summer and share his little moment with her? Why does his unending devotion have to be so freaking creepy and weird all the time?

billytheskink
July 29, 2012 at 1:02 am
Summer: He’s placing a picture of Lisa, my late mother, at the summit. You probably heard of her 15 years ago when she died of breast cancer.
James: Yes, I remember that. It was on that day that absolutely no one in Tanzania died, so the newspapers had to run Ohio obituaries. Anyways, littering fines double to 400 shillingi in national parks.

Charles
July 29, 2012 at 1:35 am
…Yes, a loose photograph, on top of the tallest mountain on the continent. That’s gonna stay there forever… I smile imagining it blowing off the mountain all the way down to Mogadishu.

Brazos
July 29, 2012 at 12:19 pm
Back in the day I did my fair share of non-technical high peak climbs so I’m familiar with those boxes. And do you know what every one of those boxes had? A LID!

Merry Pookster
July 29, 2012 at 10:32 am
Cheap ass doesn’t even spring for a plastic sheet protector

A real brief Google check suggests that yes, there is some cellphone service available even near the summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro, so I’m not gonna fuss over that detail. Anyway, it’s all downhill from here…

Kancermanjaro

Well, they’ve made it to the top. Looks like Funky can tear up the receipt for those stupid socks he bought Les. You just knew that St. Lisa would be making an appearance at some point in this adventure. It would have been much cooler had she been one of Les’ altitude-sickness induced hallucinations, but instead we settle for her headshot, care-“les”-ly tossed into a box ‘neath the old summit sign (which has been replaced with a new one since TB’s alleged visit).

Endless Mom

A tip of the Son of Stuck Funky mortarboard to guest blogger David O for letting me have a week off!

Sgt. Saunders
June 3, 2012 at 9:15 am
…I feel sure a tape from Our Lisa the Howling Succubus is just around the corner for Butch. Graduation? Lis won’t be able to skip graduation.

Sure enough, Ghost Mom recorded a tape for this occasion. Summer dons cap ‘n’ gown (which have magically turned from white to red) and leans in close to listen to her own personal commencement speech as Les lurks nearby to bask in St. Lisa’s heavenly cathode radiance.

Mommy Deadest

I’m struggling with guilt over hating today’s strip, but come on. This is just layin’ it on with a trowel. I could maybe allow myself to give TB a pass if not for Summer’s constant smirk. What’s with her face in panel 5 (right)? Looks like she’s planning a heist.

All of us have dealt with the loss of a loved one. In Funkiverse time, it’s 14½ years since her sainted Mom passed away, but thanks to the combination of Les’ prolonged grieving and a seemingly infinite collection of beyond-the-grave videos, Summer feels compelled to go through this ritual year after year. There’s a difference between fond remembrance and…I dunno, insanity.

I can’t wait for Funky’s pilgrimage to Bedside Manor next month.

Montoni Maternity

In case you’ve been wondering whether the 40th anniversary “flashbacks” are the actual vintage strips, today TB tips his hand. Compare today’s panel 2 (at left) to the original, taken from the archive page on the official FW site.

It’s a shame, really, because you’d expect the redrawn version to be better than the original.

billytheskink
March 27, 2012 at 11:16 am
I kinda like seeing the old, original FW artwork. It was the closest thing this strip ever had to charm. It’s not entirely coincidence that the further TB moved from this artwork, the further the strip sank.

It’s natural for a cartoonist’s style to evolve, especially over four decades. But the “charm” that billytheskink mentions is absent in the redrawn version. Check out the facial expressions, Les’ comical posture, and the sweet checkered tablecloth.  Compare both panels: imagine the dialogue balloon is not there, and consider which one still tells the story.