Intermission — April 23 — Bigfoot Problems

There are some Bigfoot problems that hit harder than others — and for certain legendary figures, male pattern baldness anxiety isn’t just about looks… it’s about legacy. Today’s comic imagines what happens when one very famous cryptid starts wondering if his myth might not survive a receding hairline.


What I’m Watching: Invincible, JJK, and the Great Animation Trade-Off

I’ve been watching Invincible with my sons, and I’ve got… thoughts.

First off: the story? Very, very good. Genuinely compelling stuff — even though the violence and gore is way past my personal comfort range. I'm not super comfortable with one character shooting another. The stuff that happens on a median-level episode of Invincible is a real challenge for me.

As someone who does NSFW comics, I'm constantly amazed at how perfectly acceptable Invincible is... yet an animated series based on Phil Foglio's XXXenophile would have people losing their ever-loving minds.

Further, it's a little disappointing to go from watching Jujutsu Kaisen (which we're also following at the moment) to watching Invincible.

JJK features jaw-dropping visuals and animation that constantly raises the bar episode after episode. It's phenomenal.

On the other side of the spectrum, Invincible clearly put all of its budget into getting celebrity voice talent. Some of them are very good.

I just wish a few of those Amazon dollars had been spent on the animation. Some of the scenes are pretty clearly PNGs that get enlarged to show an object moving through space, and it's a goddamned embarrassment.

But the story itself is very, very good.

Halloween recap

2991632689_20abf75343_b If you’ve been following my Twitter feed, you know that this has been an interesting Halloween for the Guigars. When my kids announced that they were both going to be Spider-Man (one black, the other red-and-blue), I decided to build a Dr. Octopus costume. I’m the least handy person is the entire city, but four packages of dryer vent, some cardboard, a $15 thrift-store trenchcoat and a ton of duct tape, and I made a pertty darned passable Doc Ock costume.

I also won an award for best Halloween house decoration. Kinda. Check the notes on one of the photos for a complete run-down.

In the end, my two Spider-Kids, my wife (a red-wig-wearing MJ Watson) and I trotted out into our neighborhood, along with some good friends. We had a doozy of a time trick-or-treating.

Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, was mere footsteps away, making a personal appearance in Philly on Halloween night, but alas, it was not to be. But it was nice just knowing she was around, y’know? Kinda like spotting Santa on Christmas Eve.

Everyone came back to the house for pizza, beer (including a case of Hop Devil, natch), and assorted snacks. The kids played together fantastically, and the adults hung out and chatted, stopping every now and again to hand out candy to late-comers straggling through the neighborhood.

After everyone went home, my oldest and I capped the night with a late-night showing of Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chiiiiccckkk…..!