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Les Waddles Off

Les’ hilarious struggles against writer’s block continue! If his self talk in panel 2 sounds a little odd, it’s because he’s merely repeating what he misheard as encouragement from Cayla.

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Les' Story

I don’t know how Hollywood works, nor do I pretend to know. Some of you readers, though, seem to have some insight into the movie-making process, and it’s fun to compare and contrast that with Les’ Hollywood “experience”. I know even less about the network news business, so I’ll just share my musings about today’s strip.

For starters, how long has Cindy, I mean, Cynthia Summers been an anchorperson? Guess she’s no longer “embedded“. And is it just a little premature to be reporting this “news from Hollywood,” considering that not even one page of the screenplay has been written? Do plans to make a made-for-cable-TV movie even qualify as “news from Hollywood”? And are news anchors allowed to report hometown gossip as “news”?

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Hacking Away

Please join me in sending thoughts and prayers to those affected by the horrific and senseless terror bombings in Boston.

—TFHackett

Louder
April 13, 2013 at 11:44 am
Really, studios have a whole host of writers to “help” idiots like Less pull their heads our of their asses.

…and it’s certain that Les could use some help, though he won’t find any at Montoni’s. Please tell me that Mister Stuck-Up-a-Rope-in-Gym-Class isn’t weakly employing a sports metaphor, two sports metaphors in fact. “Seeing the stitches on the fast ball”? Well, for starters, “fast ball” in a baseball context is usually one word…and the last fastball that Les saw almost left him with stitches.

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Shower Scene

Bad enough that we witnessed Les getting frisky last week. Today we are forced to contemplate the silhouette of a naked Les Moore in the shower, triggering uncomfortable flashbacks to Kevin Spacey’s opening scene from American Beauty.

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Oscar, Oscar, Oscar…

Louder
April 11, 2013 at 1:01 pm
Right, because Hollywood studios always have someone who has zero experience in writing movie scripts writing the first draft. That always happens.

Talk about putting the cart before the horse, huh? Though he can’t even get started on his screenplay, Les imagines himself and Cayla at the Academy Awards®. Even in his fantasies, Les must be self-effacing.
Hey, douchebag: there’s no “second place” at the Oscars®: you either win it or you don’t. And if Lisa’s Story were to be nominated, it’d be in the category of “Adapted Screenplay”. And oh, yeah: they don’t hand out Oscars® to made-for-basic-cable-television “movies”.  Anyway, it’s Les’ daydream: naturally, this high school teacher and part-time pizza counterman from the Midwest beats out the likes of Tony Kushner, Quentin Tarantino and Wes Anderson* to take home the statuette, as Lisa’s ghost, smiling approvingly, hovers over his left shoulder.

(*Just a few of the nominees from last year)

The Academy, as the copyright owner of the Academy’s “Oscar” statuette, and owner of its trademarks and service marks, including “OSCAR®,” “OSCARS®,” “ACADEMY AWARD®,” “ACADEMY AWARDS®,” “OSCAR NIGHT®,” “A.M.P.A.S.®” and the federally registered “Oscar” design mark, is required to protect its properties against unauthorized uses and infringements.

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If You Give a Les a Cookie

After cancer, alcoholism, and post-traumatic stress disorder, the most prevalent disease in the Funkiverse is, of course, writer’s block. Today, Cayla brings the Delicate Genius a snack of milk and cookies. But if he doesn’t quit farting around and get cracking on that script? I’m pretty sure she’s gonna break Les’ ankles with a sledgehammer and keep him hostage in his study ’til he’s done!

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Flash Boredom

John
March 13, 2013 at 5:57 pm

Pete: “Well, I’d better go before the combined totality of my neurotic loathing of my own chosen vocation chooses to manifest itself as a sentient, malevolent recurring hallucination!”

Too late, Pete! You know, it’s a fine line between a hyperactive imagination and chronic hallucinatory psychosis, and it looks like being called upon to actually earn his paycheck has sent Pete around the bend yet again. Hey Pete, maybe women instantly dislike you because you can’t get their names right? Don’t feel bad, though: I thought she was supposed to be Elaine from Seinfeld.

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You Move Me

Pete is a disorganized, dysfunctional wreck. He’s arguably Westview’s most successful writer (sorry, Les), and was already established in his field when he inexplicably moved back to town nearly five years ago. Does a professional at this stage of his career not understand how deadlines work? Pete has no girlfriend, wife or kids, and friends who only appear when he’s moving in or out. What distractions could he have from his writing? It might be plausible and amusing to have him deal with writer’s block once, but Batiuk has gone to this same well several times.

And now he’s supposed to sit on the floor to do his work? I guess Darin, Montoni’s Chief Technology Officer, never installed WiFi in the pizzeria.

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Oh Lord, Not Again

Look at the bright side: hopefully this week will serve as Pete’s swan song. Once again he’s faced with a deadline, and once again he is utterly and totally seized with writer’s block. Meet the guy entrusted with the world’s most iconic and beloved superhero…

Hopefully too, perhaps after this week TB will retire the creepy “Lord of the Late”. Not only is TB plagiarizing this earlier arc, he’s recycling the art as well: compare today’s panel with this Sunday strip from 2008 (or just see below).

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It's Called Writer's Block

Link to today’s comic.

Westview’s “other” Famous Writer has misplaced his muse once again.

When I used to read comic books, they cost 15 cents and had the “Approved by the Comics Code Authority” stamp on the cover…in other words, I stopped reading comic books a long time ago. But even I know that Superman is the prototypical superhero, a character known and beloved around the world. Is it even plausible that DC Comics would entrust their flagship franchise to some creepy loner who lives over a pizza parlor in the midwest? Especially one who has an anxiety attack every time he lands an assignment. Writer’s block is Pete’s PTSD. Wonder if they have a dog for that?

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