Carol has developed another tell, crushing her coffee cup between panels 1 and 3 while she struggles to maintain some control of this conversation. (As the cover has revealed, that cup isn’t entirely empty and the coffee will start oozing […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I grew up in the aftermath of Watergate, and a lot of entertainment written in the 1980s and 1990s, and even some in the 2000s, had a charming faith in the power of the press. There was the unspoken assumption […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Aw, man, Carol, you were doing so well in pages 5-6, but panel 1 here, geez. You don’t stop someone like Shanna by tempting her with goodies. She’ll blow through that bullshit like it’s not even there. I mean, I […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Having knocked Shanna off her feet, Carol presses her advantage, striking at her opponent’s weakest point: her career as a fun-hating puritan, and the notion that such biases may be coloring her current investigation. There’s a conversation worth having about […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I feel a little weird talking about this, but I’ll just dive in: we intended a sexual vibe to Carol and Shanna’s conversation, and that’s probably clearest here at the beginning and near its end. Sex is tangled up with […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
