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The other night I had a dream. In the dream I was writing and drawing a new City Strip comic (I lead an exciting life obviously). I remembered it when I woke up in the morning and it somehow made sense to me in my half asleep state. So here, for the first time in City Strip history, comes a comic I wrote and drew while unconscious…sorry.
A week ago, as you all hopefully know, the Mars rover Curiosity touched down on the red planet. Getting to watch it live along with many others that night was a wonderful experience. Landing a rover on Mars has been done before but to me and many others…it’s absolutely amazing. Human beings built a robot which was launched from Earth, traveled through space for eight months, and landed on another planet. I don’t know how anyone could turn their nose up at that. People argue about the cost, that the money would be better spent dealing with issues here on Earth, but to deny exploration is to deny ourselves. Humans have always been explorers. For hundreds of years we sailed on the oceans to lands unknown and now we’re flying through space to entirely different worlds. A whole new generation is going to get to learn from the experiments and discoveries Curiosity makes for years to come. I truly believe that events such as these can help bring people together. Sure there are some of us who are jerks but…if we can do this and get people excited about it…we have hope.
Well here we are everyone. The City Strip #100. We’re ready for syndication! It seems like just yesterday that Graham and Ryan contacted me about putting together a comic. They said “Kevin ya wanker, get off yer arse and draw us sum pictures!” Thus The City Strip was born.
In all seriousness, it’s been an incredible ride and I have both Graham and Ryan to thank for giving me the opportunity (and excuse) to draw every week. Also, a huge thank you to each and every one of you who’ve taken the time to read these silly comics over the past one hundred strips. Just knowing that any one of them have made someone laugh…well, that’s one of the best feelings in the world.
So thank you again and here’s to the next hundred! Now get outta my office!
Here is the first in what I hope can be many classic comics featuring young Marty & Dave. Those kids were always up to something, you could only shake your fist at them.
I’ve decided to delve deep into my subconscious and conjure up another fantastic tale of misfortune from the “film school” Graham and I attended. Now it will take another four years and hundreds of dollars in therapy (the cat lady next door is cheap) to forget this one again.
Have you ever written a letter to a celebrity? A little bird told me that the City of Film’s own Graham once wrote a letter to Nicholson himself. Poor guy never actually got a reply, but I do wonder what he asked of Jack…something as silly as Dave I hope.
This would be so more effective for kids today don’t you think? The most I got was a police officer coming to our school to tell us to say in school, but really…we all just wanted to see his gun and pepper spray. Where was I going with this? Oh yes, stay in school and that.
We sometimes like to make up terms that should be used; now we have Moviegoer Gap. It speaks for itself, and by that I mean if you read the comic it will speak. Also, I suspect that since I haven’t seen Statler and Waldorf in any TV spots or trailers, they will make an appearance at the end of The Muppets this Friday perhaps? *Spoilers! It’s funny*.
This is some dark stuff. I may need to seek help after this. Then again, it’s Halloween…so all is forgiven right? Thought so.
I don’t think we need to keep harping on the man, he must know by now right? I’m sure his friends and family go on the Internet and see how many people hate him. I wonder if he cares…or when he gets down does he just do a Scrooge McDuck dive into his money pile?
When I combine my collection with someone, I will make sure there is a different shelf and I label them. That way guest won’t think all of the movies are mine, can’t take that chance. What if my roommate owns Donnie Darko or something?
Now this would be 3D I would easily get behind. I would gladly pay an extra $3 to be battered and bruised whilst watching a movie. I often feel that way after a Michael Bay movie anyways – hey-o-o-o-o !
It can’t be just me and my friends can it? Why do people text and talk and even take calls during a movie? What a waste. What an annoyance. I’m angry all over again, time to punch a pillow.
I can’t imagine ever camping out for a movie days or weeks in advance like so many people do. It would have to be a once in a lifetime engagement, if I miss it I will never have another chance again situation…or Howard the Duck 2, whatever happens first.
Yeah I don’t have much faith in what people tell for the most part. I need to read it a few times from different sources and even that may not be good enough. In this case, I would want Christopher Nolan at my front door telling me the news. Some websites can’t be trusted…except City of Films of course. Love you boss.
Randy once said, “It’s the millennium, motives are incidental.” Oh how right he was. Three sequels later and we’re guessing again who the killer will be. Valid reason? Doubtful. Fun times? As always. Thank you for continuing to support The City of Films and The City Strip, here’s to 50 more!
An obscure reference from an obscure reference…you’re welcome. I was going to title this one “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past”, but that’s would just be too long.
I was speaking to Graham the other day; we both want this movie to be good that we can agree on. What we can’t agree on is where they will pick up the story from. Will they show us the whole childhood-teen years again for half the film and bring us to his adulthood angst for the final act? Perhaps they will play the Social Network card and go back and forth. Ah, balls who knows?!
Brother if you’re reading this, you’re nothing to me now. You’re not a brother, you’re not a friend. I don’t want to know you or what you do. I don’t want to see you at the hotels, I don’t want you near my house. When you see our mother, I want to know a day in advance, so I won’t be there. You understand? Ha! Movies.
The end of the video store, is this happening in your neighborhood? Everywhere I look around here video stores are disappearing fast. As an ex video store clerk, I find a sadness with that.