Friday , October 2 , 2009

    Posted by:

    Sarah

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I'd like to apologize for today's strip not being in colour. It was almost in colour - in fact, I'd finished just about everything except Quin's hat. Then Photoshop decided to crap out on me and because I'd been engaged in conversation with James while working, I'd forgotten to save frequently.

Let me pause here to share an important bit of life wisdom with you: SAVE FREQUENTLY.

Anyway, now to talk about the actual strip. I thoroughly enjoyed drawing Kent and Quin's disguises. At first my impression was that of Kent looking like some sort of Victorian Gentleman, while Quin looks like a reject from "Hawaii Five-O."

The more I look at them, though, the more they look like a flasher and a child molester, respectively.

~sjh

    Posted by:

    James

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I guess that's what trench coats and pencil mustaches, do. Brighton's probably thanking God neither of them is sporting both.

I am ridiculously happy with this particular strip, and 95% percent of that is the characters' facial expressions. I love what Sarah did with them. I'm particularly fond of Quin's cocky grin in the second panel, complete with a finger upraised as if to add, "Oh yes, we are quite British, aren't we?" And while the punchline on this one is pretty tired, I think it's the workup to it that manages to make it comically sound.

Listen to me, sounding like a douchebag critic. I'm going to stop that, now.

I've been kind of under the weather, recently, so yesterday I began marathoning my way through Neon Genesis Evangelion, because this seemed a reasonable thing to do at the time. I made it through episode ten before the day was done...and I'm not sure what to say about it. I was certainly entertained while I was watching it, but it was paired with that uncomfortable rubbernecking curiosity that you get while watching two trains on a collision course. You just know that something is going to fuck up spectacularly, and it's going to happen soon, and throughout all of it you don't even have the basic Gundam comfort of knowing that the giant robots are a predictable, familiar tool. They're just as likely to go batshit insane as any of the cast, because...well, I don't know how many people here have or haven't watched the show, or how common spoilers are for it, so I'll refrain.

On the topic of spoilers, AERIS DIES. See, there's something that I can feel comfortable saying, knowing full well that anyone who doesn't know wouldn't want to play that particular game anyway. I mean, when a major plot point has become the name of a hentai site (very NSFW), that pretty much means that particular work has entered into the same realm of free and painless spoilage as the endings of King Kong, Citizen Kane, and any movie involving Jesus, ever.

And, in case you didn't know, man is the real monster, Rosebud's a fucking sled, and Jesus gets a bonus play. Every damn time.

-James