I think I speak for us all when I say, thank the gods this is the last ‘Tragic Penis-Man’ strip. The ideas only got more gross after this one…and this one was almost painful to draw. Hopefully it at least gives you a chuckle…
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I guess I was able to squeeze one more out…let’s see if we can make it though the to the end of the week…one more day. I like the symmetry of a full week of ‘The Tragic Penis-Man’…I think I can, I think I can…
I read the novel this week of a girl (woman) in my writing group – and it was REALLY good. Her characters were so well drawn…they felt so real…I was left feeling that my novel characters are really very one-dimensional in comparison.
It was both inspiring and daunting to read her book. The subject matter of her book is challenging and intense and so it may take her awhile to find the right publisher/agent, but I have no doubt that her book will eventually get published. It really was wonderful.
As for my novel. I believe I’ve finally committed to doing a MASSIVE re-write. Usually stuff just comes out of me pretty much how it’s going to be in the end, I mean I tweak and revise and fuss, but I’m not good (I hope mostly because I haven’t tried) at full re-writes. I think a certain (small) amount of talent comes out of me naturally, but I seem to lack the skills and talent to take my work to the next level – so this will be a huge challenge – but I think it’s a necessary one if I ever want to see this book (or any other work?) published.
So wish me luck. My deadline is September 1st (2008). Which considering it’s a major re-write of the existing 250 pages, and the addition of probably 300 to 400 more pages, is daunting to say the least. Oy. This means I’ll likely be shelving my hunt for agents this summer, and reopening that nasty can of worms in the fall. It doens’t however mean a break from short fiction submissions. I’ve got to re-submit a whole stack of stuff…so I can get my rejection numbers up really high…
That’s right, back by popular demand, the “UNN!”
I’m not sure how much deeper (no pun) I can go with this Penis-Man bit…perhaps I should have guessed it from his character, but his jokes are a bit shallow, his gags a bit one note. Also, it’s really hard to write about him without everything sounding dirty. And I thought of a couple really good gags, but I mean honestly, I can’t bring myself to draw them…so we may have to move on…
Update: A Panel! This obviously isn’t the original strip planned for today, but a quick one I did at work that will have to suffice…enjoy!
Um…I don’t know what to tell you. There’s no image. I swear yesterday while I was home sick I scanned in the new comic, did the necessary editing, and then saved it in my drafts so I could post it when I came into work today…there’s no draft here. Apologies to you all. If I find some time this morning I’ll draw a new strip (quick and dirty though it will be) and post it as an update…sorry guys!
I blame the food poisoning. I did have some crazy ass dreams…maybe I just imagined all this scanning and prepping – although that makes for a pretty mundane, though wildly realistic dream!
Okay, so here’s how this happened. Saturday Adam asked if he could draw something on one of the stories I was reading for my writing group. He then said he wanted to draw a man with a little penis. Of course I said no, he then asked if he could draw a big penis with a little man. He meant a little guy but with a giant penis, but this is what I saw in my head…and it was just too hilarious an idea not to share with all of you, so all this week (or maybe just a couple days until I run out of ideas) The Tragic Penis-Man will be guest starring in Rabid Lamb. Enjoy! Or not.
Saw Iron Man on Sunday. Thought it was great. Definitely in the upper echelon of comic book films. And my man Favreau is looking good (as Stark’s security guard/driver).
Am home sick this morning with what seems to be minor food poisoning. Hoping to go into work soon…but every time I make a move to do something productive (like get dressed) I get sick again. Yay!
I think we’ve officially established that Adam’s stomach issues are stress related, which is a shame, but at least, as work becomes less stressful for him we can hope it will go away, rather than a more serious medical issue (though long term stress can be a very serious health problem). I expect Adam’s is temporary though, so we’re optimisitc.
I hope you all have great weekend plans. Saturday here looks to be hot and humid, so I’ll be mostly staying in, though I need to drop off some goodwill donations (i.e. late spring cleaning that has never been dealt with). Sunday I have my writing group and hopefully Iron Man since it looks to be a bit cooler and manageable.
Anyone out there have anything fab planned?
Definitely Hollywood.
Let me just say, before everyone (anyone?) jumps all over me for not liking the first two Spiderman movies, I will give the people involved credit for really trying, but it just didn’t work for me. The dialogue, the kind that DOES work well in a comic book, was laughable on the big screen. They also had a huge strike against them in that I cannot stand Kristen Dunst, and so to buy her as Mary Jane is difficult for me and frankly I just don’t want to make myself do it. I will admit that I find the train sequence in Spiderman 2 to be shockingly powerful. I almost cried the first time I saw that scene…which was a huge surprise to me since I found the rest of the movie to be pretty terrible. Let’s talk about the new Incredible Hulk movie for just a second. Why the F’ is this movie being made? I don’t know anyone who is interested in seeing this movie. How did the project get a greenlight? Just because Edward Norton was interested? I really don’t understand. The first film, only five years ago by my beloved Ang Lee was a very obvious and horrible miss (I’ve seen enough of the horror to agree – though I never saw the whole thing), so why is there a need for another bad Hulk? Looks terrible.
You’ll notice I only really included the “new” comic book movies, I didn’t go all the way back (too much work) and deal with the original Superman series, and the Batman movies and all that. Suffice to say most of those are hit and miss…I mean is there anything better than Michelle Pfieffer’s Catwoman in Batman Returns? Is there anything worse that Arnold Schwarzenegger’s Mr. Freeze in Batman & Robin? No. No there is not.
Also absent off my list this morning I realized is Sin City. I have issues with Sin City. I love the graphic novels by Frank Miller, and I really wanted to love the movies because I respected the exact literal translation they did for the film, and I also respected Robert Rodriguez for giving Frank Miller co-directing credit (it was well deserved) even though it consequently got Rodriguez kicked out of the Directors Union (jerks and their jerky rules). But for me, it doesn’t really work on screen. The exact translation, much like in Spiderman, involves behaviour and dialogue that feels stilted and false, or worse laughable. Which is really sad, because it had my beloved and adored Clive Owen in it, among other talented powerhouses…but it doesn’t matter, it still ultimately failed.
The best of the best, for me, in comic book films, are the first two X-Men films by Bryan Singer. I never would have expected to like these films because X-Men were my favorite comics growing up and so they were precious to me like few other characters and stories. But Singer handled the material expertly. He understood that a direct translation of what was in the comic books would not work on the big screen, but he also understood that these were truly beloved characters that had to be treated with respect. He did treat them with respect, and he stayed as true as he could to their personalities and storylines, and as such he established the standard on which future comic book movies should be built.
I’m finally seeing Iron Man this weekend, and I have high hopes that my beloved Jon Favreau built his Iron Man on these standards. If the masses can be believed, he did, and he was successful.
Sidenote: Though Singer gets mad props for the first two X-Men films, I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to forgive him for abandoning X-Men 3 (one of the worst comic book films of all time), allowing a hack like Brett Ratner to get ahold of my beloved characters; and all so that he could make a terrible new Superman movie.
Sidenote 2: Sin City is when I first really lost respect for Jessica Alba – there were plenty of opportunities to lose respect for her prior to this I know – but this one sealed the deal. The fact that she plays a stripper, but doesn’t take her top off? C’mon. If Nancy from the Sin City graphic novels didn’t take her top off I’d be okay with it, but Nancy is topless for at least 30 to 40 percent of her time in Miller’s books – so what happened to our frame for frame literal translation? Suddenly Jessica Alba’s boobs are so precious they can’t be shown? They should have gotten a real woman, who could have respected the material and the character more than her “precious reputation” which is crappy anyway. Boo to Jessica Alba (who I’ve always wanted to like – ever since the surprisingly good Idle Hands).
Sidenote 3: Apparently the world and I are very in synch, as I found today, the 20 worst comic book movies of all time on EW. I don’t know that I agree with their order (is it even in order? I can’t tell) but I agree that all the films on the list well deserve to be there. Except maybe Barbarella. Not that Barbarella is a great film, but the clothes and craziness alone should maybe save it from the list. Notably missing are Hack Ratner’s X-Men 3; Lee’s Hulk; Spiderman 3; and Fantastic Four #2 (though it’s at least implied that the whole Fantastic Four franchise is terrible).
That’s right, Adam swears I am Lucy van Pelt. I totally disagree, of course, I mean who would want to be Lucy van Pelt?! She’s terrible! I agree that we share some bossy qualities, but that’s about it. I prefer to think of myself as ‘the mysterious red-headed girl’…or let’s face it, Charlie Brown. I don’t live any kind of charmed life here, so surely I’m Charlie Brown…of course Adam thinks HE is Charlie Brown…is there anyone that doesn’t identify most with Charlie Brown?
At least I’m not delusional enough to think I’m as awesome as Linus…or as talented as Schroeder…