Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for May 23, 2009

I’ll be surprised if this story ever gets moving.

Me, I’m just wondering why neither Tracy nor the OTHER uniformed officer in the room haven’t shot this guy full of holes already. (Kinda like REAL cops would’ve done a LOOONG time ago).

I’m begging TMS to hire a new writer for this strip. This story is dreadful.

I keep wanting to point out all the problems with this story…

But I’m happily married, so I just don’t have the time to point out so many errors…

Anyone else having trouble getting Brenda to come up? (and I mean her strip to show…her “comic” strip!)

flightsuit said,

“Didn’t most of this stuff already happen on previous days?”

Not exactly, flightsuit. Actually, ALL of this stuff already happened on MULTIPLE previous days.

I can’t wait for the fourteen new card-related puns tomorrow (assuming there are seven panels!

So many suprises for Dick Tracy! Dick Tracy must be one ‘special’ guy to receive so many suprises.

How many men can grow a moustache overnight, then shave it off while holding a gun on a cop, only to have it grow back again overnight? I gotta learn that trick.

Every one is waiting for a “surprise” to come ! That’s the purpose of that “catch” word in today’s strip to, to build a curiosity for what should be revealed tomorrow. I haven’t seen that strip but I’m not too optimistic that anything will happen even say, a revalation that Jack is related to Queenie. But to retain some rythm with the strip I’ll keep one eye open.

It will also be scanning the Sunday page to see if Brozman has managed to work up enough cajones to kick that rubber duckie habit. He now HAS the power that Locher fondly cherished, and called “artistic control”.

It’s not my intention to appear blase’ or insensitive to anyones grief here, and the weekly search for the hidden item did indeed once spark interest, serving to ease Sunday’s burden of montonous “repetition”. But it has, by dint of regularity, become something of an irritant, an intruder. It’s been fully ventilated, serviced and should now go away.

I don’t think the strip was ever intended as a shroud or a sort of commemorative vehicle to emulate that excessive Portugese habit of “mourning” in black, for over twenty years (?)

Like Jack, I just may be tempted to pull a police gun, change it from the left to the right hand as he did, and then - - - SUPRISE (?)

Morrow, just pass that spicy sweet and sour sauce, please - - -

I missed about a weeks’ worth of strips, but I feel like I missed nothing.

Grok, I’ve been saying for weeks that the traps are alive. They’re busily chewing and gnawing up and down the goons arms and legs. Sort of like the weasel chews up Foghorn Leghorn in the Warner Brothers cartoon. — I’m glad Jack is back on his feet. This means that Tracy still has time to drop him down a smokestack, like he did Queenie last year. I thought for awhile that might be farfetched. But after watching all this nonsense I believe anything can happen.

Simply ridiculous. There is no end in sight. I fear that Brute Force will be returning for an encore.

Maybe that’s Traz-R tellin’ Jack to drop it! Jack sez, “Not until I blab my scheme. Tracy won’t listen. Y’all do something to make him listen.”