I Take Requests

Every so often I get an email from someone who’s happened upon our favorite cartoon blog and, complimentary though it may be, wrongfully assumes I’m some sort of cartoon information guru.

Of all of the cartoonists I know, I’m probably the least informed. Sure, I know my Arno from my Ziegler, but much of the genre remains unexplored by me because, thanks to my 20-month old comedy sidekick/diaper machine, I simply don’t have the time or energy to dig any further.

So, I thought I’d throw some of these out to the cartooning community and see if any of you might be able to help. Here’s a fairly straight-forward one:

“I am trying to think of a 60s cartoonist — not Crumb — who I think was named Cobb. He did detailed cartoons that were more philosophical than political. I can’t trace him. Any thoughts?”

Here’s one where it seems obvious to me where the writer might start, but maybe we can make it even easier:

“Looking for a cartoon that was in the WSJ. It has a daddy lion and a young lion looking at two humans and the dad tells the young lion ‘Never eat one of those beasts. They’re full of transfats, banned substances and toxic chemicals.’ I am a health nut and do local talks, and would like a copy of that if possible?”

This last one is my favorite though:

“I am trying to find a black and white illustration of a pirate eating a house. There are a number of things taking place in the picture, but this what I remember most.”

A pirate eating a house? Maybe start with High Times?

Anyway… If anyone has any ideas, drop a comment and I’ll forward them along to the interested parties.

D’oh? Da!

D'oh!

This article is hilarious…

“After spending a day in court watching cartoons, a Moscow judge on Friday rejected a lawsuit brought against RenTV for broadcasting two American programs that the plaintiff said had piqued his young son’s interest in cocaine and prompted the child to insult his mother.”

It gets better…

“Smykov said that his son Konstantin, who was 6 in 2002, approached his parents after watching an episode of “The Family Guy” and asked them what cocaine was. After he was reprimanded, Konstantin called his mother a toad, Smykov said.”

But this is the best part…

“Smykov was not present in the courtroom Friday. RIA-Novosti reported that he had appeared for the start of the day’s session drunk.”

You gotta go read this. Enjoy!

Sin City – Review

It was a gray day. The theater was mostly empty except for a few desperate loners like me anxiously looking for our noir fix. And after twenty minutes of whoring itself out, the screen got down to business.

starts like a zebra with a sunburn; black and white and gloriously red all over. The opening scene that sold Miller calls to me, begging me to love it. I caress it with my eyes as I settle in with my soda.

For the next 126 minutes Sin City spills its guts. The story’s got more twists and turns than a pretzel having a bad night’s sleep, and I love it.

Cops with good hearts and bad tickers, leggy dames that’d just as soon kill you as love you, and a yellow bastard with more than one weapon in his stinking dirty trousers. The whole enchilada in beautiful black and white.

If I could kiss a movie I would have planted a hard wet one right on Sin City, but when it was done I just walked out into a hard rain, alone. Like I said, it was a gray day.

Thanks, Mike!

I just want to take the opportunity to thank cartoonist/friend/raconteur, Mike Lynch, for his terrific blogs this week!

I’d suspected he had some great stuff in the wings, but, frankly, even I didn’t know how fascinating some of the stuff he would unleash would be!

My favorites entries would have to be “Death Draws the Line,” because I just love that sort of campy old stuff, “The Explaining Hand,” for shedding light on something that we all do, but almost never think about (until now, dammit!) and his “Sin City” post because we get a picture of Rosario Dawson in bondage lingerie without me having to defend/explain it to my wife. 🙂

Thanks too to everyone who stopped by and was kind enough to leave some comments. I think Mike felt very ‘at home’ in our little corner of the blogosphere.

Please stop by his website and check out his cartoons. Just amazing stuff.

I look forward to getting back to blogging next week, but the vacation has been good. As I told Mike earlier this week, I can actually feel my brain recharging.

I’ve got some vacation pics, some scintillating Sin City speak (how’s that for alliteration?!), and plenty more good old cartoon talk. Here’s one more thanks to Mike, and I’ll see you all on Monday.