Jon doesn’t like it when I use him as a character for the BTS strips (which possibly makes this funnier).  … I think it has something to do with the fact that I made him into a wannabe-asian-popstar. 

It’s not something I originally planned when we started doing Behind The Scenes strips.  His character just kind of evolved that way when we explained his current, one-year stay in South Korea.  For that, I apologize, Jon.  I promise your character will be salvaged by learning Tae-Kwon-Do and kicking our asses or something.

Thanks again to JN for drawing these BTS strips.  Well, not drawing so much as photoshopping.  With some drawing.  Either way, you rock.  Just one more strip until my computer’s fixed and you guys get your next parody!

P.S. – No, Mom, I’m not gay.  JN just keeps inserting these gay vibes into the strips.  I think because he’s gay.  Or bi.  … Possible hermaphrodite…

Ahhh… week two without my computer.  I’m having withdrawals.  Just a couple more weeks and we’ll have more movie parodies for you.

Thanks again to JN for crankin’ out this Behind the Scenes strip.  All I have to  say it is, when I wrote it, JN was humping a blow-up doll of Jessica Biel.  I’m not sure what sick, twisted perversions JN has going on inside that head of his (then again, read y2cl), but this strip has a serious lack of The Biel.

There we go, problem solved.

If you’ve followed For The Reels for over a year, you’d know that my hard drive on my Macbook becomes dismounted annually.  It sucks, but not so much that I’d go get another computer.  For me, having to take it to be repaired so often is a price I’d gladly pay for the lack of other issues I have with it.  49 weeks out of the year, my computer runs like a dream.

The repairs are covered under warranty, but it’ll take 3 weeks for the new drive to get to the Mac Shack and for them to replace it.  The next parody will be mid-March and will make fun ofTaken.  In the mean time, we’ll be throwing some hilarious Behind-the-Scenes strips your way put together by the man, JN Horsely III.

For those that want to sing along (you’ll notice I skipped a whole section.  There were too many lyrics to fit the whole song on the page):

Click here to view the embedded video.

Sorry for getting this one up late, people.  But it’s still Monday, so that’s good!

When I set out to do an Empire Strikes Back joke, the first thought that popped into my head was the “Fuck you, DAD!!!” line from Reno 911.  I was going to have Darth Vader try and convince Luke they should spend some quality time together.  THEN, I thought what it would be like if Luke imagined Vader as a good father.  THEN the image of two armless cats high-fiving each other from VGCats popped into my head.  Mix ‘em all together and this is what you get.

Edit: the strip’s up now!  Check it out!

It’s crazy how your preconceived notions of a film that you watch as a kid turn out to be something entirely different when you’re older.  Like, I remember Forrest Gump being a boring, long-ass movie about a chocolate-loving retard when I was an 8 year old.  Watching through it again before drawing this strip made me see it for the wonderful film that it is.  I feel like I’ve finally matured…*sniff*

Anyway, I ran into a few snags when attempting to draw/write this comic.  Here’s some Forrest Gump facts I learned:

1) The line in the movie is, “Life was like a box of chocalates,” instead of “is like a box of chocolates.”

2) Forrest Gump’s mother doesn’t have a name.  She’s always referred to “Mrs. Gump” or “Momma” (by the way, I refuse to spell it “mama.”  When I see that, my Mexican side wants to pronounce it the Spanish way: maw-MAW instead of MAW-muh).

3) The film never shows where Forrest’s mom is buried.  I could have sworn she had a headstone next to Jenny at their house, but nope.  After that scene where he talks to her on her death bed, she’s never seen or mentioned again.  So I just kind of made up that she had a headstone on their land, somewhere near the house, but away from where Jenny’s would be.

I was a big fan of Sin City back in the day.  Nerdishly, I even took my trade paperbacks with me to see this flick opening day, thinking I would be able to follow along since the film followed the book so closely.  I ended up just tucking them under my seat in fear of ridicule, mainly from my ex-girlfriend.

Most people in the theater laughed at the absurdity of Marv’s nigh invulnerability.  I was confused as to why at first, because unlike them I knew these stories didn’t take place in reality.  In Frank Miller’s world, a man can get shot eleventy times, mowed down with a car, and still be able to dust himself off and castrate you.

And while that’s badass in the comics, on celluloid it didn’t quite translate well.  I think most people like to see their film heroes at bit more vulnerable, so I decided to run with that.  So here you go, people who went to the 8:00 showing at AMC Theater’s Flatiron Crossing 14 on April 1, 2005.  Here’s your vulnerable hero.  I hope you’re happy.

To all you trekkers out there:  I’m sorry.  Sometimes I even hate myself a little.  This was by far my favorite movie of 2009.

But hey, it’s funny, I think.  And we haven’t done a gay joke in forever, not since the Terminator strip (and that wasn’t really gay, just gay-ish).  Just think of this as an alternate alternate reality.  Wherein Spock Prime is a jerk.

… now that I think of it… I should’ve given Spock Prime a goatee.  Dammit!  Now I hate myself even more.