 Doc's Comic Corner
Heeeeey folks!
I’m back for another month’s web comic review. I believe… though I am too lazy to go see for certain… that this is my one year anniversary with the Geek Zine here at GGO. Wow, time flies when you’re missing every other month’s review. Nevertheless, this month it’s on like… like me on a GGO model if I’m ever allowed in the same room with them. (I’ve yet to be officially banned or hit with a rolled up newspaper.)
Today’s review hits close to home for me. (And also gives me an excuse to talk about one of my favorite things… me!) It’s Porterhouse by Kent Archer and Tom Torre. It chronicles the life of a struggling cartoonist and his sidekick Buster, the genetically enhanced peanut.
Wait, what?
That’s right. I said genetically enhanced peanut. So, while this series isn’t exactly grounded in the realest of realities, it strikes a major chord with me. Me being the target audience. A struggling cartoonist trying to make a living doing something he loves. Don’t let that fool you though. Anyone that has spent any time trying to do something creative (like modeling, for instance) understands the pain of not being appreciated or recognized. Or you know what? Even if you think the pet rock is clever and creative, there’s plenty of sly geek humor here which is what appeals to the broadest audience.
There are plenty of pop culture references too. From the special Watchmen strip to cosplay. Porter’s trip to New York Comic Con is the current story arc. (I’m over-looking and forgiving the fact that they actually used a Lorena Bobbitt joke. You should forgive too.)
While I’m not too far off topic, Porterhouse #13 raises an important, vital issue of the times. Coplayers that shouldn’t. It’s something that I was going to do for my strip, Deranged but they beat me to it. At least try and get close to whatever it is you’re cosplaying. If you’re a skinny bastard like me, don’t try and be Superman. If you’re a giant fat ass and your gut pops out of your Stormtrooper armor, join the Sith instead; where black robes have a slimming effect. And ladies, not everyone was intended to be a Slave Leia. Sometimes you’re a Yarna Gargan. The only disclaimer is that if you intend to look retarded by hanging out of your Power Ranger tights, then mission accomplished and more power to you.
Side rant aside, go check out Porterhouse now. There are 16 comics (as of this writing) in the archives so it’s easy to jump in and get caught up.
To see what it’s about in their own words, click here.
And here is the main page!
So, I’ll see you next month (maybe!) with a new comic (probably) review (if you can call it that).
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, or visit Deranged Comics or my Deviant Art page.
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