I wasn’t going to make a post this evening, seeing as the last few days of H&L have been terrible, and un-motivating, and soul-sucking, and… well, you know. But then I came to today’s strip, and, well, I’ve got to talk about it, because it is a horror show, quite literally. Well, not literally, but… er, anyway, first here are the last few days of H&L:
Hi and Lois, 3/29/09
Once again, the ol’ “wimmins have too many things, what with their closets and closets full of shoes” and the even older “menz are ruff and tuff and need no possessions, except for a gun”, and Hi keeps his in the nightstand. So, yes, Lois, he does need it. Also, I ask you, do any women run around cleaning the house in an old throw-up green college jersey from U Conn (do they live in Connecticut? They never talk about going to “the city”, though, do they?) and a pink polka-dot ‘kerchief? Well, I guess I do wear a pink ‘kerchief (I am not kidding). Anyway. This comic eats.
Hi and Lois, 3/30/09
Is it just me, or does Ditto look like he’s balding in the first panel? Oh, Color Monkeys! You provide me with endless amusement.
Recently (okay, way back in January of Ought Nine) I took part in a national commercial for [Insert Popular Restaurant Name Here], assisting in casting of extras during pre-production and being an extra myself on the second day of the shoot. Fer reals. I will tell you this: we were in a large stadium, and basketball was involved. We were there for a long-o time, about thirteen hours (people do not realize how long film and commercial work takes: it is a lot), and at one point, to stave off boredom as we watched the basketball players go through the same routine over and over again, take after take, and faking excitement as a crowd member, take after take, I tried to be funny by demonstrating my lack of basketball knowledge. “I hope we don’t go into overtime!” I said jokingly.
My seatmate said, “That’s a legitimate term in basketball.” It’s true, it is; it also was part of the commercial, as I would later find out. D’oh.
A little later on: “C’mon, Team! Make a field goal!”
“No, that’s real, too.”
“Really.” And it went on like that. Fun times. You had to be there. Anyway, my point is that I don’t know if 258 is good or not because I have no frame of reference. See what I did there? “Frame”! Like in bowling! Ahahaha!
Hi and Lois, 3/31/09
Where the dingity-dang is the joke in this strip? That Trixie is going to kill her entire family whilst they slumber, like some kind of Real-Life Chucky? Is she possessed? What are they watching? Friggin’ The Ring or The Eye or something? Or perhaps Lois is saying “How can you watch this Scary Movie with your [etc]”, in which case we have even more to worry about, as Trixie will go around saying WASSSSAAAAP* until her teen years. That is considerably worse, since the pain and suffering will last a lot longer. Let’s pray for “kill in sleep”.
*I confess that I have never actually seen Scary Movie, but I have seen the previews, and that’s the only part I remember. And therein lies the danger of putting ephemeral pop culture references in your movies, folks: in a few years (and sometimes months) it will seem hopelessly dated. Just look at the pile o’ crapola Disaster Movie, which I think wrote its movie-making-fun-of jokes before said movies were even released to the public. Stupid, stupid people; at long last, sir, do they have no sense of decency? But that is the subject of another post, wouldn’t you say? I think so.