The Unbearable Isolation Of The Comic Void

Get Away.
Get Away.

Comic books are supposed to be full of color and action and people going “POW!” and “BANG!”, or at least hitting each other while wearing outfits that would make Lady Gaga giggle hysterically.

At least, that’s what I thought.

Apparently they can also express the existential angst of living in an ultimately empty world, or at least, that’s what I imagine this episode of Jack Strand is supposed to be saying.

The person who originally found this lovely gem wasting away somewhere commented on the lack of action in the 1938 comic, and while it does feature a striking lack of action, I was more impressed by the incredible isolation and hopelessness the pastel panels show. I don’t know if someone just forgot to draw in the backgrounds, or whether the artist got rushed and decided “Heck with it, I’ll just fill it with color and throw in the towel, no one will notice.”


Even the characters themselves seem to be contemplating the deeper meaning of life, or meditating, or maybe they’re just wondering when everything around them was replaced by a startlingly vacant blue/orange/yellow/whatever void.

The guy in the above panel seems interested, yet detached.

The same can’t be said for the woman in the panel at right. I’m guessing she’s supposed to be frightened, perhaps because the crowd behind her has been tragically drowned in a catastrophic flood of pistachio ice cream.

Her dialogue has exclamation marks; I can’t think why. Removed from the context of the rest of the comic, and its story, she could easily be calmly calling Jack over for a chat.

Jack! Oh, Jack! Would you like a bowl of pistachio ice cream?

We have lots.

2 Responses

  1. JodiB

    “the crowd behind her has been tragically drowned in a catastrophic flood of pistachio ice cream.”

    Ha! Good one. Thanks for the chuckle.

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