Link to today’s strip.
Sorry about that, I was watching “Galaxy Quest” and forgot about my duties here!
So, anyway. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that Cindy’s documentary will not win an Emmy. Here are the reasons why.
First of all, losing will be a crushing blow to Cindy (especially now that Mason’s enthused about it), and I don’t think Tom Batiuk can resist that. I don’t know about you, but I’ve pretty much forgotten all of high school–but for some, those memories are forever.
Secondly, Cliff Anger has already had the ultimate honorarium–he had a hot-cocoa-and-sammiches meet-up with a bunch of freeze-dried adolescent idio-fans, and that, my friends, is the only honorific that truly matters. An Emmy award for a program about him is overkill.
Thirdly, an award for a Cliff Anger documentary would say that there is a value in persisting and striving for a goal–Cindy’s goal, of course, not Cliff Anger’s–and that goes against everything this strip stands for.
Fourthly , it emphasizes the idea in this strip that awards are not given to *ahem* truly deserving subjects, but are meted out to things that tweak the current zeitgeist; awards are shallow things that shine in the eyes of the great unwashed for a few moments, before the next shiny thing comes along.
Finally, and I think most importantly, an award is impossible for anything unless Les Moore is involved. He alone is allowed to achieve, because, you know, he’s SO sensitive and artistic, and driven by creativity, and–get this–his wife died. How can you not shower him with accolades?
This is another strip that gives the lie to the “time jump” theory. All of Cindy’s competition is thoroughly contemporary. Tom Batiuk didn’t push his cast into the future–he just aged them.
So I’d like to make a request of the Gods of Funky Winkerbean critique. Please stop saying “time jump.” Please start saying “age jump.” Because that’s all it ever was.
PS: If you’ve never seen “Galaxy Quest” I highly, highly recommend it. It’s about a bunch of has-been actors who are given the chance to save the world. Instead of bitterly making sure the angle of their lampshades were just so, they stood up and made a difference. It’s one of the few films I recommend with no reservations.