Okay, hands up who ate too much pecan pie on Thanksgiving the other day, like me? Yeah, it's all about pacing, I guess. Now, might I suggest a "sure-fire" way of losing a few pounds then, via the February - March 1954 issue of Strange Fantasy #10 way? Seriously, it's so easy, even an imbecile can do it...
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Yeah, not exactly the best attitude about body types here, but that's kind of par for the course in these.
The art is really fun in this; not so much the splash (which is great) but the wild movements some of the characters have. Page 3, panel 6, the legs sticking out of the car (!!) on the second to last page and how they both get shot on the last page. Those are some wild poses!
I feel sorry for Bertha she didn't really deserve to get killed, and after she did all that work!
She probably would put that weight back on…
Whoa, that was mean-spirited!
Thanks to BTX's smart catch on last week's Mountain Madness post, I'm now totally hip to the, uh, homage to that same Charles Atlas ad--very same panel, even--here in today's story. It fits even better here of course, what with this being all about body shaming.
Pro tip: When you're setting a gun trap, you don't really want to load the thing and then test it on yourself. Shotgun shells coast money.
Maybe I'm "shallow," but I wanted Jack to disarm the gun in time and end up with the new Bertha.
After all, lot of "Bluebeard" type stories, especially comedies, decide to end with no one getting killed.
Of course, this is also one of those stories where a man gets ready to "cheat" with his own wife without knowing it (or a wife with her own husband), and you always have to wonder what effect that has on the marriage later.
Loved the plotting here. I thought it was Bertha, but I still was surprised at the ending.
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