ADN90: Proof of strife
Friday — August 20th, 2010

ADN90: Proof of strife

Entry from July 13th:

This past weekend I was in line to watch Toy Story 3, only to change my mind after stepping on a flyer for yet another 3d animated movie called Despicable Me.  I only had vague recollections about what it was supposed to be about, but I figured, What the heck.  Everyone’s watching Toy Story.  I’ll watch this.

Considering the tough act it had to follow in the powerhouse that was and still is Toy Story 3, Despicable Me is a very respectable freshman effort by production company Illumination Entertainment, founded in 2007.  The animation is of the same caliber as anything Pixar has produced, and makes excellent use of 3D, culminating in a funny game of “stretch” played by the film’s bean-shaped, somewhat cycloptic “minions” during the end credits.

The minions themselves play a very small role in the movie–especially small considering the vast numbers of them–but certainly shine when they have their moments in the sun.

Despicable Me is about one Mister Gru, a super villain whose recent heists have been upstaged by an unserious neophyte known as Vector.  Attempting to regain his crown, Gru plots to steal the Moon using a shrink ray that will allow him to carry the celestial orb in his pocket.  Through a series of events, Vector acquires the shrink ray instead, and Gru adopts a trio of cookie-selling orphan girls so that they may penetrate the impenetrable fortress of the confection-craving Vector.

The film is entertaining and technically well-achieved, however, it suffers from moments of mismatched tone and a poorly developed plot.  Unlike Toy Story 3, Despicable Me is rated PG, and you get some inkling why as some of the story’s darker elements appear.  As I sat in the theater, I had to question the purpose of such darkness.  Certainly kid movies are never without some sadness, but the almost-morose moods in Despicable Me seemed out of place and wholly unnecessary.

More significantly, several plot points made little logical sense–that or Mister Gru was just about the worst super villain I’ve ever encountered.  Illogical plans can, of course, be forgiven in a kids’ movie, but when bad illogical plans are the driving force for the entire story itself, I think it’s time to pay a little more attention to what your writers are writing.

In the end, Despicable Me is fun, touching, and a promising look at what’s to come from Illumination.  A live-action version of Where’s Waldo is currently in the works.

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ADN83 Friday

Since Admin doesn’t work Friday he’ll put his silly comic strip out on Thursday night, which means the wee hours of Friday morning.  Oh what amazing trouble will I have gotten into by then?

I am cool!

Hi I’m Thanh Vu and this is my first blog post!  Yeeha!

Avatars!

We got avatars w00t w00t!

ADN82: Halloween!

Although I should love Halloween– and indeed, it is just about the best non-Holiday there is– it is a constant reminder of unrealized potential.  I tend to be a little ambitious in my ideas and costumes are no exception.  The only problem is that this is an area of my creative universe that I can’t seem to get myself to put a lot of effort into.  I mean everything I wanna do takes so much darn time!

Still, I won’t reveal to you my ideas because one day I’ll get them done.  I think.

Speaking of costumes, what do ya’ll think of this story about America’s Next Top Model?  Tyra Banks apparently thought it would be great to celebrate Hapas– biracial folks that I affectionately refer to as Halflings.  So of course the logical thing to do was make up the girls to appear half-African and stick them in a field.  XD

I’m not sure about the blackface part but I actually like most of these photographs.  Is this not racist because it’s tasteful?  Was Charlie Chan racist?  Were Marlon and Sean Wayans racist for appearing in whiteface and chickface in the movie White Chicks?

I’m not sure, but I feel like blackface stories have been cropping up more and more lately, and even though everytime they do there’s a mini-controversy, the frequency of its appearance must mean that it’s really not that bad anymore, especially when the term blackface now applies to what would more appropriately be called “brownface” rather than the classically racist pure black, white lipped minstrel look of the 19th century.

Of course whenever you say something there has to be a contradictory instance appearing right about now.  Oh look, there it is!  Australians on the featured TV show appeared in classic blackface as the Jackson 5.  Is this racist?  It’s a step closer, in my opinion, if this was actually a good performance then maybe I could think differently, but as Harry Connick Jr put it, we’ve spent so much time trying to “not make black people look like buffoons” and this performance is pretty much all buffoonery.

But here’s something else that bothers me about the Australian story.  While the commenter at the end of the video I linked is in definite agreement with Connick Jr, I can’t help feeling like Connick played the asshole American telling “foreigners” how to do things.  The irony here is that Connick Jr himself has been a part of a blackface act on Fox’s Mad TV.  Furthermore, the featured YouTube commenter spends a decent amount of time talking about “those clueless Australians” as he breathlessly stands up for racial harmony.

Laugh.  Out.  Loud.

Anyway, just had to get that out there.  It’s Halloween.  Go have fun!

ADN81: Accentage

Madam Ilham is intended to have an accent and imperfect English, which hopefully explains her unusual grammar.

It’s amazing what the addition of an accent does– not necessarily in comics but in everything, especially movies.  A New England accent makes you sound tough.  A California accent makes you sound like an airhead.  Indian accents make you goofy and an English accent either makes you erudite or evil.  Meanwhile, an Asian accent makes you sound….Chinese.

In my freshman year of college I had a calculus professor with a really thick Norwegian accent.  He pronounced “angle” literally as “angel” and that was about the most decipherable thing he ever spoke.  The class emptied out pretty rapidly and despite knowing I was going to ditch, I showed up for the first few minutes of class anyway.  I’ll never forget one time I was getting out of my seat and walking up the stairs of the amphitheater when I just happened to glance behind myself to see him staring right at me, his eyes sad and moist like a puppy pining for its mother.  I panicked briefly, half wanting to run and half wanting to sit back down.  Eventually I managed to turn away and walk briskly out of the lecture hall, never again returning to the class except to attend exams.

See, now if he only had a smart, English accent then things woulda been just dandy.

ADN80: Christmas starts early

I’m not sure when it became tradition that Christmas sweaters should be ugly, but it seems this is a big enough thing for people to have parties about them.  And for whatever reason, white people are fascinated by them.

It occured to me as I drew this strip that sketching Thanh with some chub was vastly entertaining, and in fact I find her rather cute with the belly.  I remember an old study that showed that men’s preferred weight for women was significantly higher than the weight women perceived men to prefer.  You girls just keep that in mind.

On a related subject, Photoshop Disasters recently brought to light an…unusual Ralph Lauren ad featuring a model altered to be grotesquely skinny.  A small hubbub ensued along with an apology, only to be topped off with the firing of the model in question, supposedly because she was overweight.  But wait, it gets better.  On Wednesday, PsD found yet another Ralph Lauren image ’shopped to be ultra thin.  As usual, it’s time to attack the fashion industry and media portrayal of “beauty.”

To me, if girls look to runway models as role models for their health and their careers then I say it’s the price they’ve chosen to pay.  No one’s twisting their arms and these girls aren’t victims.  In today’s world, when we have a clear understanding of the digital falsehoods– from movie special effects to airbrushing to autotuning– that pervade everyday life, there’s simply no excuse.

Ideals are a good thing; they drive us forward and make us ambitious, so it’s okay to admire that size zero model.  Just don’t forget you’re looking at a mirage.

ADN79: Belly dances

It’s amazing what small things can hold up progress, like drawing certain anatomical features that are not ordinarily visible, and this strip was particularly challenging because of them.  Would you believe that I couldn’t even find the angles that I needed at a foot fetish site?  Ay caramba…

I watched Zombieland on Friday.  It was much better than I expected and overall it was fun and entertaining, but much like other stories of apocalypse and survival, I was left to consider what I would have done had I been in the shoes of these characters, and I can tell you without a doubt that I would’ve murdered this cast of misanthropes at the first opportunity.  There are really only four characters– and I’m sure I’m the only person in the world that feels this way– but three of them needed to die: Wichita and Little Rock simply for revenge but also for being morons, and Columbus for being a whiny, pussy-whipped little bitch.  Okay, I wouldn’t have killed Columbus, but I would’ve kicked him in the face.  The only good character was Tallahassee, played by Woody Harrelson.

If you never watch Zombieland, you should at least try to get a hold of the opening credits, a montage of death and panic displayed entirely in stunning slow motion.  It’s really not a good indicator to the rest of the film, but is pretty darn impressive on its own.

ADN78: Comfort Zone

News post pending.

ADN77: Self-respect

I’d like to thank Natalie Huynh over at Milk Carton for stepping in to make today’s strip extra special with her beautiful colors.  I can’t even stand how cool this looks.  In fact, I just might kill myself trying in vain to ever follow up this act.

Okay, I won’t kill myself, but here’s what I will do, and that’s provide a high-res version of this comic, which you can get by clicking right here.  Thanks again, Natalie.

And as long as I’m recognizing talent in this post, I might as well give another shout out to ADN’s editor, Gerald Pan, who invests a lot of thought into making sure that the comic comes out as a worthwhile piece of material.  If you ever read a strip and thought it was dumb, it’s because Gerald was on vacation.  So thanks, Gerald.

Wow, is it me, or is this starting to sound like an acceptance speech?  Don’t worry, I won’t go much longer.  I’d just like to also thank– wait a minute… Kanye!??!