Yes, people knew Charlie Brown wasn’t going to kick the football, but there was that thought in the back of their mind that maybe he would. As long as Schulz created that doubt in your mind, the joke was still viable. Once that seed of doubt is gone and you know Lucy will always pull that football away, then what’s the point? The joke didn’t work because Lucy pulled the football away, it worked because of the doubt in your mind that maybe this is the one time that Charlie Brown actually kicks the ball.
W.E.C did catch the Roadrunner one time.
Maybe I was wrong about comic strips as a whole. Maybe deep characters with complex personalities, beautiful artwork, a storyline that can manipulate your emotions and leave you wanting more, smart writing, and jokes that make you laugh and/or think are just filler and all you really need for a comic strip that people will flock to is a no-luck loser living in a crapsack world that gives him/her nothing but suffering as he/she impotently tries to better their station in life. Or maybe I’m just too awesome to depend on a comic strip to make me feel better about my life.
Yes, people knew Charlie Brown wasn’t going to kick the football, but there was that thought in the back of their mind that maybe he would. As long as Schulz created that doubt in your mind, the joke was still viable. Once that seed of doubt is gone and you know Lucy will always pull that football away, then what’s the point? The joke didn’t work because Lucy pulled the football away, it worked because of the doubt in your mind that maybe this is the one time that Charlie Brown actually kicks the ball.
W.E.C did catch the Roadrunner one time.
Maybe I was wrong about comic strips as a whole. Maybe deep characters with complex personalities, beautiful artwork, a storyline that can manipulate your emotions and leave you wanting more, smart writing, and jokes that make you laugh and/or think are just filler and all you really need for a comic strip that people will flock to is a no-luck loser living in a crapsack world that gives him/her nothing but suffering as he/she impotently tries to better their station in life. Or maybe I’m just too awesome to depend on a comic strip to make me feel better about my life.