Dada, by Craig J. Clark -- Week Eighty-Three

Dada, by Craig J. Clark -- Week Eighty-Three

Comic for 1 September 2003

1 September 2003

Comic for 2 September 2003

2 September 2003

Comic for 3 September 2003

3 September 2003

Comic for 4 September 2003

4 September 2003

Comic for 5 September 2003

5 September 2003

The Beginning The Immediate Past The Past The Immediate Future The Present

Dispatches from the Packs of Romaine Lettuce:

1 September 2003 - Quote of the Week: "I cannot -- yet I must. How do you calculate that? At what point on the graph do 'must' and 'cannot' meet? Yet I must -- but I cannot!" --Ro-Man, in the grip of an eleventh-hour change of heart in Robot Monster
Well, the Cherry Hill Experiment has come and gone and I have survived my first year in a lab coat. We showed some real cinematic atrocities over the course of the weekend, including The Killer Shrews, Laser Mission (which I had to run out and buy Thursday night when we discovered that we only had the DVD case, not the disc), Manos, the Hands of Fate (again!), The Star Wars Holiday Special and the aforementioned Robot Monster (which was allegedly in 3-D).
By far, the worst film we showed, however, was 1966's The Bubble, the first movie shot in "Space-Vision." (The only other one, as far as I can tell, was 1974's Flesh for Frankenstein, which I really don't want to think about too much.) It was bad enough at 94 minutes. I can't imagine how tedious the original 112-minute cut is.

2 September 2003 - I cannot buy the new two-DVD special edition of Monty Python's The Meaning of Life -- yet I must. How do you calculate that? At what point in my bankbook do 'must' and 'cannot' meet? Oh, screw it -- I know I'm getting it.

5 September 2003 - If you live anywhere in the vicinity of Philadelphia, the erstwhile City of Brotherly Love, I recommend you check out at least one show in the Fringe Festival, which is going on now and will be running through next weekend. And if you do only see one show, I recommend that that one show be Tiny Ninja Theater's presentation of Macbeth. It's sure to be a singular sensation.