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The Phantom, 4/9/06

Great Caesar’s Ghost-Who-Walks, has there ever been a more gratuitous sexy-woman-in-her-underwear panel in the history of the Sunday comics than row two, panel three of today’s Phantom? I mean, sure Diana lives in the jungle and all, but of course it didn’t actually occur to her to change into sporty safari gear before flying home, so obviously she’ll have to change in the middle of this jungle clearing. Yup. Obviously. Don’t bother going behind a tree or anything … there’s nobody here but your lawfully wedded husband, and millions of comics readers.

But for my reader who’s always demanding that Rex take June to the beach: This may be as close as you’re going to get, so enjoy it.

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Get Fuzzy, 4/8/06

Considering the amount of energy that commentors put into the discussion, I feel obliged to weigh in with my opinion on this week’s Get Fuzzy, which, with the conclusion finally revealed, I must say is: a swing and a miss. Still, Get Fuzzy is never about the punchline; “He never did tell good stories,” and Bucky’s deranged attempt to look philosophical, paw gestures included, in panel two, are each funnier than anything that’s happened in Hi and Lois, ever.

Meanwhile, Apartment 3-G’s happy trinity is enjoying a group hug:

Notice the blinding radiance being emitted by Margo, the central figure, proving once again her quasi-divine status. With that topknot, she’s looking positively Buddha-like. Notice also that it’s really mostly Margo hugging Lu Ann, with Tommie, as usual, desperately hoping someone will notice that she’s still there.

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Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/7/06

The wheels are turning fast and furious behind Rex’s hooded eyes in panel three. “Alone, you say? That’s, um, too bad.”