Spent the weekend at my dad's. Hoped we would make some small dent in his to-do list. We did, I guess. A very small dent. Felt something go pop in my lower calf. Hopefully didn't tear my Achillies tendon. At least I found one comic last week. Was hoping for at least two, and three if I was very lucky. No dice.
Deadbox #2, by Mark Russell (writer), Benjamin Tiesma (artist), Vladimir Popov (colorist), Andworld (letterer) - I've heard buying gas station sushi is a bad idea. I can't imagine DVD rental box fruit is much better.This issue is all about conformity, and how people will will seize on anything they can use to force everyone else to be as miserable as them. In the real world, we see this through the tale of Bobby and Katie. Bobby buys a pair of lavender pants at a swap meet and wears them in public. The people of Lost Turkey decide this is unacceptable behavior from a man. Sinful behavior, possibly not heterosexual, even. Gasp! So Katie kicks him out of the house.
To take her mind off being a terrible spouse, Katie watches a rom-com which seems neither funny or particularly romantic. About two researchers who are dating, who also both want the single promotion available. So each of them perform social experiments on monkeys to try and earn it. Experiments which promote cruelty and indifference to suffering. But when all is said and done, the scientists put aside their rivalry to get married, so hooray, I guess?
Meanwhile, Penny can't afford more of the medication her father needs, because only the initial amount was on discount, and without that, the price increased over tenfold. And two newcomers have arrived in town for some reason. What anybody would want with the town in this comic, I can't fathom.
Tiesma draws the characters in the movie portion of the book with a bit simpler style. The bags and worry lines we see in the people of Lost Turkey are absent in Hollywood. The male lead always smiles so as to really show off perfect teeth. It also feels like the movie parts have more panels with someone's face in the foreground. Not a sharp zoom in on just their eyes, but where their head is the height of the panel. A very blase sort of cinematic approach for a pretty crappy movie.
This book is kind of depressing. I was expecting something more in a horror or suspense vein, but it's definitely not that. Unless the horror is the creeping ennui of being stuck in a small town that you can't feel comfortable in, but can't escape the gravitational pull of, either. Which is still more depressing than anything else.
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