Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for February 10, 2011

I hope SOMEBODY tells him how to do his job. Soon.

In panel two, it appears Tracy is pointing the gun at his own head, perhaps in order to threaten Mordred:

“You come any closer and I’ll blow my brains out!”

Tracy seems not to understand how this whole deal works.

“No communication”… how does Mordred know that?

What does Mordred resemble in panel three? A platypus? An alligator?

“You come any closer and I’ll blow my brains out!” Tracy seems not to understand how this whole deal works.”

Worked for Sheriff Bart in Blazing Saddles!

“Daddy love Froggy. Froggy love Daddy?” All this scene needs now is some bubblebath soap.

But it’s obvious that Mordred has a cunning plan to escape. His neck has already vanished!

Is Thick really going to blow his brains out? Anything bigger than a peashooter would be overkill.

Locher seems to be unintentionally referencing old Gould villain Sketch Paree, with the mask and the water.

Why are they both dripping water? And why hasnt that granary flooded yet?

The whole building is dripping water. At this point, I have doubts they’re getting much in the way of shelter except maybe from the wind— and that even depends on where they’re standing.

Pitch the tent on high ground and start building a raft.

Thick’s pistol seems to have, er, shrunk a bit.

Must be the cold water.

We seem to be skipping VistaBill’s observation: “No communication”… how does Mordred know that?”

Yeah…how does Mordred know that?

Mordred knows that because he and his associates caused this storm, which forced cars to get flat tires and stop all communication in the city and surrounding areas. The perfect escape plan.

Until today it never even occurred to me that Orson Welles would want to play the role of Dumb Donald, but there’s no denying the obvious.

Worst Fat Albert episode ever.

Panel #3 raises a vital question: does Mordred want to kill Thick? How can we know if the Locher Mess Monster doesn’t remind us every day?

The CHALLANGE to find new DIALOGUE each day to say essentially the “same thing” continues.

Mordred’s got enough lard on him to sustain himself for a few months. Spacey, on the other hand, looks like a Somali refugee.

Well, look on the bright side… at least we didn’t get another panel of the outside of the granary today.

The good news for Mordred is that his ugly zipper scar has completely healed while he’s doing his Al Jolson impression.

I have to wonder if there is any chance They will ever break into a song and dance? Day in and day out the story just seems to bring Lousy weather and that same old death to Tracy thing No “how’s your mother?”, or “where’d you get those spiffy clothes?” “Read any good books lately?” and “do you know where the red fern grows?” Of law enforcement procedures I certainly am no student But restraining Mordred would seem to be really prudent A many year professional, Tracy knows his job inside out So don’t make any suggestions or he will cry and pout Time is fleeting and the story is nearing it’s sorry end Though through a stinking morass it still must slowly wend.

How much damage could Mordred really do with those ridiculously short arms? His wrists apparently begin where his elbows should be.

Good one WW. It surely is wending slowly toward March 14th.

Does anyone really think this dreck will get better after the incumbent butcher of the strip leaves in March?

(The Ides of March falls on March 15th each year and marks the date that Julius Caesar was assassinated in 44 BC. )

Beware the Ides of March.- Shakespeare

“The Ides of March” is March 15. So…there is something poetic about all this…

*Larry Culley Genius_badge said, about 1 hour ago

Does anyone really think this dreck will get better after the incumbent butcher of the strip leaves in March?*

Yes, I sincerely believe that it will stop being dreck when the changeover occurs. I’ve seen what Curtis and Staton are capable of, and I have faith in them. Give them a week or two to swab the dreck, so to speak, and then we’ll see if the strip will start to shine once more…

That’s some really thick “rain” dripping down their faces. just sayin’

yesterday thick’s face was entirely dry while waving his gun around, today as their lame conversation continues (and he aims his gun at his head) his face is all covered with viscous rain, or something. just sayin’

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=axb2sHpGwHQ&feature=related

nicely done WW

By the same logic, Brocher and Lozman have a lot to be worried about: lame story, lame art, and all of us telling them to do their job.

But they don’t seem worried.

The Ides of March fall on a Tuesday this year. Curtis and Staton begin their run the day before. The Reign of Error ends on a Sunday.

I wish the Locher Mess Monster would end this obnoxious non-stoey now and begin his obnoxious self-congratulatory retirement phase. The change of pace would give us different garbage to mock.

And, Wonder Warthog, once again “Thank you!” for brightening my day.

You know, I’m really expecting a FLOOM! moment. I want Spacey and froglips to have a FLOOM! moment.

Yesterday and today, Thick’s pistol lacks a gunsight. I was going to comment on the blindingly obvious stupidity. Then I asked myself “Why would Thick need a gunsight? When was the last time he got off an aimed shot? 2001?”

Mordred has one heck of a perspiration problem from his right hand. It looks like a sink overflowing.

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