If today’s post title didn’t tip you off already, I will warn you here and now that we are NOT done with Funky’s visit to the eye doctor in today’s strip. You don’t need to read it. You don’t want to read it. As much as I generally hope to see lots of comments on this site, I won’t be remotely offended if there isn’t a single comment posted today.
What is there even to say? That this whole strip could have been avoided had Funky just answered the doctor’s question in last Friday’s strip? There, I said it. Tune in tomorrow for more warnings, probably.
Link To Today’s Strip
Well, if you’ll recall my baseball talk from yesterday, I think we’ve got another single. It’s funny, goofy in a non-realistic way (wouldn’t a blood-pressure band around the neck kind of kill Funky?), and I do get a kick out of the last panel–Funky’s strangled panic combined with Nurse Greenhair looking at us like, “If it’s not one thing, it’s another.” Maybe it’s a double. I really do enjoy that last panel.
So…it’s a good strip, it continues in this week’s surprising “humorous” vein, and it is to be applauded for that reason. It’s just not the topper to the run. (“Topper”? OMG, I’m starting to use Funky Winkerbean terms without even noticing!)
And I have to complain about two things–Nurse Greenhair, for one. At first I thought, “When did Trainer Greenhair find time to get a haircut? She was just pouring oil on Funky’s treadmill not two minutes ago!” I know that Tom Batiuk couldn’t use blue hair, because Superman, but maybe red? Purple? Burnt Sienna? Raw Umber?
Secondly, Mr. Batiuk, when sending out a casting call, you need to emphasize that the actors need to resemble the character. Hiring Jimmy Durante for panel one was not a good idea.
Still, this is another funny one, as far as I’m concerned. Bravo!