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[PA Comic] Friday, June 7, 2013 - Conversions
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I CAN'T DEAL WITH ALL THIS CHANGE
There was a line to this effect in Strip Search too, Mike was all "writers, dime a fucking dozen, change em out like lightbulbs" while Jerry sat there with a panel 3 Tycho face.
I cannot unsee the M.C. Drescher, but it makes me smile more than it probably should.
Don't get me wrong, I love the art in PA too, and Mike is obviously an awesome artist. Jerry though... he's a wordsmith. A Wordomancer even. Nobody's writing can produce the deep belly laughs for me like he can. I so desperately want him to write a book. Like, a fantasy novel or something. Epic Legends of the Hierarchs, anything!
I mean, I don't plunk down $20+ on PA books to read archived comics I could read on the internet for free, I buy them to read Jerry's commentary.
I guess what I'm saying is, I have a gigantic man-crush on Jerry Holkins. TeamTycho!
This is why you can't swap out writers. Artists ... meh.
Give me all the Google Glass.
Gabe's style seems to be undergoing another significant shift. Frankly, I don't care for it. It looks... sloppier?
Time has dulled the effect, but there was a stretch when this first came out that I literally could not even think it without laughing out loud, grinning, or smirking in public:
http://www.penny-arcade.com/2006/12/13
Ka-Chung!
Ka-Chung!
I think someone might have been following us as we pulled into the parking lot, we walked toward the grocery store and tried to keep the conversation natural. We certainly didn’t discuss carrot cake or the soup one might make by cutting it into cubes and swimming islands of it in cold milk, pleasure islands, like you’d see in a magazine. At the bakery counter, a woman asks if she can help me, and I’m so nervous that as I’m pointing to the carrot cake behind the glass, my finger starts to tap in Morse Code that reads:
I AM ABOUT TO COMMIT A CRIME AGAINST GOD AND MAN STOP
And where is Gabe with that Goddamn milk? There he is, in the self-checkout. Idiot. There’s cameras all over that thing, it’s like a Goddamn surveillance tree. It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together. A red light flashes on, and off in my mind. At another checkstand, I pay with untraceable cash, assuring the woman that I will eat the cake by myself, without assistance from cows. I smirk. This woman has no idea that she’s just sold me the trigger to a flavor gun. Carrot Cake Soup is like the taste of watching girls make out. It has an extraordinary power that oscillates between gentle and overwhelming, between light and dark, between pleasure and more pleasure. When it was over, I realized that I was panting. I was in possession of carnal knowledge. And I knew that, somehow, every taste beyond this point was in the service of the one that still lingered, waited, to remind me that nature has laws, and those that break them are criminals, and though they roam free enough the knowing will hold them, and keep them, until the last.
Also his writing in the Rain Slick games has always been choice.
Don't get me wrong, LOVE Mike's art, but the writing is still the heart of PA.
Screencap: http://oi44.tinypic.com/2pruvef.jpg
Mike has "Gabe Art". A fundamentally sound and illuminating show which details the "nitty gritty", if you would, on how Mike goes about creating the body of the comic, much the way Doctor Frankenstein patched together his monster from the looted parts of the deceased. A little Steven Silver here, some John Kricfalusi there...you get the gist.
But what about the "electricity"? The intellectual spark that breathes life into the often impressive doodlings of our erstwhile artiste?
What this world needs, nay yearns for, is Tycho's Polysyllabic Scrivenings™.
are you saying that a picture is worth some number of words
http:/the-gutters.com/comic/377-richard-clark
http:/the-gutters.com/comic/377-richard-clark