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Quick comic note.
Nov. 15th, 2006 06:29 pmA while ago--actually, I guess about a year ago--I picked up the first issue of a comic called the exterminators. It mostly revolves around the misfits employees of the Bug-Bee-Gone Co. and the people they deal with. The first storyline involved mutant roaches.[1]
Issue 11 came in today.
The extermination company has a creepy little scientist working for them, Dr. Saloth Sar. The USCA Research Labs have a considerably less creepy (which is still not saying much) scientist working for them, Professor Neal (and I actually can't find her first name). Neither of them are very socially ept, and this issue opens with each of them going to one of their respective co-workers and saying "A neighbour of mine is going on a date, and they asked me for advice. I have no idea what to say. What would you tell them?"
And the date happens.
Dr. Sar takes her to a very nice restaurant where they greet him by name, tell him his usual table is ready,[2] and then escort them both to a table for two, with linen and silverware and everything, that just happens to be set up in the unlit back alley next to the garbage dumpster.
And he hands her a pair of Israeli government issue night-vision goggles, because his idea of a lovely night out involves fine food and a chance to watch all the nocturnal vermin.
And the date is a success.
I *really* like this comic. It is creepy and disgusting in a way I do not usually enjoy, and involves a whole lot of very unbalanced characters. And it's funny, in that kind of good-god-people-are-weird way that I very rarely find in comics.
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[1] For the sake of brevity, I am leaving out the corporate-ladder-climbing girlfriend, the ancient Egyptian curse, the cult, and the literary fetish re-enactments.
[2] Maison de Pierre had had a recurring black widow infestation in the seafood bisque, and were very grateful for Dr. Sar's professional help.
Issue 11 came in today.
The extermination company has a creepy little scientist working for them, Dr. Saloth Sar. The USCA Research Labs have a considerably less creepy (which is still not saying much) scientist working for them, Professor Neal (and I actually can't find her first name). Neither of them are very socially ept, and this issue opens with each of them going to one of their respective co-workers and saying "A neighbour of mine is going on a date, and they asked me for advice. I have no idea what to say. What would you tell them?"
And the date happens.
Dr. Sar takes her to a very nice restaurant where they greet him by name, tell him his usual table is ready,[2] and then escort them both to a table for two, with linen and silverware and everything, that just happens to be set up in the unlit back alley next to the garbage dumpster.
And he hands her a pair of Israeli government issue night-vision goggles, because his idea of a lovely night out involves fine food and a chance to watch all the nocturnal vermin.
And the date is a success.
I *really* like this comic. It is creepy and disgusting in a way I do not usually enjoy, and involves a whole lot of very unbalanced characters. And it's funny, in that kind of good-god-people-are-weird way that I very rarely find in comics.
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[1] For the sake of brevity, I am leaving out the corporate-ladder-climbing girlfriend, the ancient Egyptian curse, the cult, and the literary fetish re-enactments.
[2] Maison de Pierre had had a recurring black widow infestation in the seafood bisque, and were very grateful for Dr. Sar's professional help.
