Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for June 15, 2010

Panel One seems to be beggin’ for some bodily function humor.

Meanwhile, I must commend the Chief for her astute powers of observation.

I’ll tell you whats wrong………Her nostrils are flared!!!

This is the second time Liz questions what is going on! Sam is nodding off.

Two hatches, eh? Tracy has a plan!

I like Liz’ face in panel 3. She looks determined, like perhaps she finally has a clue. Tracy is just a nut hatch, Bill.

In the 2nd panel, does Liz’s thought bubble go down below her ear, or is that an earring?? Cause she doesnt have it in panel 3

Funny thing bout submarines, they are equiped with compartments that are secured by watertight (and bulletproof) doors. Close the bleeep doors tracy until you hear the cops on the other side!!

When you hear a gunshot the intermission will be over.

I thought Liz had three stars. Today, she has only two. Don’t tell me she has been demoted!

WW…….This is too goofy for you to even grace with a poem.

Do they award a special medal for supreme cowardice?

It’s an earring in panel 2, leaky. Sam swallowed it accidently, so that’s why it’s gone in panel 3…

I think the Chief figured out in panel three what is wrong. It’s intermission, and everyone is still in their seat. No one has even walked out on the show.

It’s a cryin’ shame. The world’s worst police department and the world’s most cowardly and incompetent detective, drawn by people who clearly don’t like police.

Where are the ghosts of the submarine crew when you really need them?

WW, you’re right about the hatches. They tried to make them gas tight, too. Really important back in that day, if water did get in those hatches might buy you a little bit of time to escape (if possible) before chlorine gas from the batteries killed everybody.

Yesterday I joked that Tracy was just catching his breath before resuming his cowardly flight. So much for my “joke.”

Anja Nu, unable to find Dick or John, returns to the stage. She almost trips up over the lifeless body of the actor shot by JB. Throwing a hissy fit, she screams: “Stop bleeding on my stage! You’ll ruin my play.”

I’ve got a better plotline than this mess. Let’s rewind, go back in time to the opening night of the play. The curtain is about to go up but a cast member is missing.

Anja Nu: “Oh no! I just found this note. Johnny Blank has kidnapped one of the cast.”

Tracy reads the crumpled note that had been wrapped around a rock thrown through a Science Museum window. He angrily utters: “Damn you, Johnny Blank. You’re stealing the Lime Light from me!”

Yawn…

Funny thing about that earring-isn’t on the ear-and I see the cabbages have returned in 3

Don’t mind the body lying on the stage.

now you know why his raincoat is YELLOW

Ludicrous…simply loo-di-cris!!!

I kinda like the way Liz’s hair flip rotates around her head from panel 2 to 3.

That’s why they pay you the big bucks, Chief, to detect fishy situations with that giant intellect…even if it isn’t quite giant enough to distinguish the sound of blanks from the whiz of real bullets.

Is that Jay Leno next to Sam?

This intermission has gone on too long and that dead guy on the floor is still dead and Sam’s asleep…Or is he?..Hmmmmmmmm

Sam looks like he had a few too many during intermission

Yes, no doubt about it, something is wrong! (Most everything.)

Isn’t Locher gone yet? The only good thing in today’s strip is the use of cross-hatching which Chester Gould used extensively. However, he never cross-hatched over an audience member. Sloppy work!

That body is going to start to smell if somebody doesn’t finally go and save Tracy’s butt.

somebody, wake up the cops

In panel 1, what are the chances that the exhibit submarine is illuminated so well inside, especially after hours?

I’ve seen food fights that were better scripted than this strip.