We actually wrote Monday's strip a little ahead of when we usually would, so secure were we in the idea that Silent Hill was legally bound to bring the heat. After you have shuffled past the spent cartons of this or that, the movie snack graveyard, and eyes have begun to adjust to ordinary light levels, that "conversation" everyone always has begins. That's something we wanted to recognize. When we returned from the theater, a place we now associate with darkness and pain, we wrote the strip that we eventually posting - I like the new one a good deal better. Just the same, in the way that the podcasts illuminate scaly or vestigial comics, I thought I might as well post the other script - the one from that sun-dappled kingdom of shapeless potential, before we'd seen the film in question.
Frame 1:
Tycho: Listen, I'll get my coat. I'll go see it with you.
Gabe: <i>No. You already had the critical after-movie talk. With
Blake. (ptoo)
I spit on his name!
Tycho: I don't know what you're talking about.
Frame 2:
Gabe: You know, you come out of there, high on <i>movie, and you're
talking about all your favorite parts. It's the <i>digestion.
Gabe: That's what I'm talking about. That's what I <i>want.
Tycho: You'll see. It'll be like I never even saw it.
Frame 3:
Gabe: Oh, man! How awesome was that part! The one with the <i>guy.
When he <i>emerged? Wasn't it cool?
Tycho: Yeah, I guess it was cool.
<i>Yesterday.
(CW)TB
