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Here is a new webcomic entitled, "Aisle Be Back"
Enjoy! Leave some comments!

~Brent

Here's a new webcomic entitled "Christmas is Coming!" It's just in time for Christmas!

Apparently I'm not a Wes Anderson fan. However, this was the first Anderson film I've seen. Critics are praising Fantastic Mr. Fox, saying that it's "The best animated film of the year, and maybe the best film, period" as well as "Hilarious! A delightful whirlwind of mayhem and high spirits!"
I guess I saw the wrong movie.
I didn't find Fantastic Mr. Fox particularly engaging at all. In fact, I found it quite boring. I hoped that it would pick up the pace--or at least start a plot--at some time, but soon the credits were rolling. The pacing was sluggish and the "heists" weren't very exciting.

I didn't particularly feel for the characters either; I suppose we were just supposed to accept that they were "fantastic" and go along for the ride, however slow the ride was. One character I did enjoy was Kylie, voiced by Wally Wolodarsky. Kylie was the most interesting of the entire cast of characters, and surprisingly he's supposed to be the bumbling sidekick.
The animation style was interesting. The character models were interesting, and all the characters were fun. Even though the animation style was interesting, everything is rendered monochromatic as it all seems tinted "orange" the color of foxes. In the first scene, Mr. Fox and Mrs. Fox are walking up a hill and Mr. Fox walks down the hill through a patch of wildflowers, which I believe are supposed to be vibrant and colorful. Unfortunately, they're vibrancy is muted by the burnt peach colors strewn across the entire film.
Perhaps reviews are so positive because of the big names involved with this film. George Clooney. Bill Murray. Meryl Streep. Jason Schwartzman. Willem Dafoe. Michael Gambdon. Owen Wilson. And of course, Wes Anderson. Unfortunately, I feel like all of these famous actors are wasted and in some cases not fitting. George Clooney particularly feels like a waste, as I don't think he was fitting for Mr. Fox. Owen Wilson (who I don't particularly like, seeing as he's always monotonous) isn't much more fitting than George Clooney. I did enjoy Bill Murray as Badger, Jason Schwartzman as Ash, and Wally Wolodarsky as Kylie. I also always like seeing Willem Dafoe turn up in movies, so I enjoyed him as the voice of Rat.
Many reviews are talking about the brilliant subtle humor, and exciting and interesting plot and characters. I found it boring and didn't laugh once. I guess the subtle humor sailed over my head and I expect more from films than Wes Anderson delivered in Fantastic Mr. Fox. Maybe I missed something.

1 out of 5 stars. The one is for the interesting animation style, however muted it may be, and for Bill Murray and Wally Wolodarsky.

He sat in the barn. He didn’t particularly like it there, or anywhere for that matter, but it was something to do, somewhere to be.
He contemplated things. Nothing important, he was just fifty-three years old, nothing important to think about at that age, still hadn’t reached his ‘ripeness’ as his mother called it.
His mother. She always said things to him. Not that he listened. “If it’s important, I’ll listen,” he thought to himself today in the barn. The cows were mooing. Moo moo moo. Moo moo moo. Moo. Moo moo. He wondered what they talked about so incessantly. What did cows talk about?
His mother. She always told him that cows were as smart as the rocks she painted and tried to sell at arts and crafts fairs in town; they didn’t have brains, didn’t amount to much. But he didn’t listen. He never listened to his mother.
So here he was in the barn, thinking about nothing particularly important, being nobody particularly important, just existing.
And he liked that. Just being.
Unfortunately this changed when his father showed up an hour early from work, his forehead spewing sweat like patients in an infirmary. Not that he’d ever been to an infirmary. He just sat in his barn all day.
One day his mother tried to send him to school. She rolled him in bubble wrap, stuffed his mouth with packing peanuts, and placed him in a large box with some stamps on it. He was bumped and tumbled all around the town until eventually he returned to his house with “return to sender” scribbled on the box in magic marker.
His mother wasn’t very pleased. Not that he cared. He didn’t care about anything, really. Well, one thing. But there was no way he was going to get that one thing now.
She, his mother, complained about the status the postal system was in and then ran over their mailbox with a tractor.
The mailman wasn’t very pleased with that. He came up and left notices on the door stating that without a mailbox, there was no way he could deliver mail to them. These notices were left each day, replacing what would have been the mail he would deliver. “Why can’t he leave the mail instead of these notices? He has the energy to walk up and leave this notice but not the mail?”
That was his mother. Screaming, every day getting angrier and angrier, until eventually they moved to an apartment complex to escape the neon green notices.
The first thing his mother did was fill their mailbox with concrete and then she cemented the mail slot closed.
She sighed with relief. They’d escaped the postal system.
Too bad the one thing he did care about in life was becoming a mailman.

Here's a new webcomic which I call "Ohm". Enjoy!

Coming soon is something which will be entitled "Due to you my memorised telephone finally".

It may or may not be a collection of songs in the form of an "album". :P

Don't see it. Ever. Watching just the clips of funny lines of dialogue--"They're eating her and then they're going to eat me! Oh my Gooooddd!"--are funny, but don't ever watch the movie from start to finish.
Absolutely terrible. Worst movie I've ever seen.
0/5

Welcome back from a hiatus! Here to welcome you is the charmingly fanciful tale of a robot, aptly named "Robo". Enjoy!

The following is a list of things that are expalined by science, but most likely really are the result of magic. Feel free to comment and contribute more of these.

Airplanes. Thousands of pounds of metal hurtling through the air at many miles an hour with no suspension or support? Must be magic.

The Internet. A constantly expanding galaxy of content and media where anybody can create and display content with only moderate knowledge of computers? A place to share and discuss anything, learn anything, contribute to anything, communicate with anyone? Using just a box with some wires and circuits in it and a monitor made up of plastic and glass? Magic!

Computers. Computers have come a long way since the late 70s and early 80s. They started off big enough to make a whale quit Weight Watchers, and have gotten so much more powerful and so much smaller. How? How can this be in only 20 years? Magic. They work by magic, and were made better by more magic.

Television. Sending audio and video to millions of television sets worldwide in an instant through the air or through wires? Magic, magic, and MORE magic! I bet that the dinosaurs are rolling in their graves (or in the museums) because they missed out on this.

The Creation of the Universe and Everything on it. Magic.

The Brain. What ISN’T the brain capable of doing? Making an enchilada in less than two minutes? Nope, that’s what microwaves do, you say. Actually, who created the microwave? What did they use the most to make it? Metal? Nope. Their BRAIN! Brains are the most magical thing of all and even if “science” can explain how all of the above things do what they do, the brain is responsible for all of it. Brains (and the humans they reside in) are the most magical of all things. Period.

~Brent