Comic 1336: The Worst Thing to Happen to Transformers since Michael Bay

Title: Transformers

Alt text: A helicopter bursts from a chrysalis and alights on a rock, rotors still damp.

Okay, so maybe the title of this review was a little sensationalist, and I can't think of anything to say about this comic, except that it is bad, and that Mr Munroe should feel bad. But I will, for all your sakes. I promise the next review will be posted in a timelier fashion than this one, but I really wanted my amateur art critique to stay at the top of the page a little while longer.

I give this comic a B+ for standalone value. Anyone who has remotely heard of Transformers will understand it. But that doesn't feel like a plus in this case. At the risk of sounding like a hypocrite, it's almost too easy a joke, aimed at too low a common denominator.

I suppose it is trying to tap into the sense of wonder that someone might feel about the life cycles of butterflies and other metamorphosing organisms. I would give it credit for that, except I for one do not share in that sense of wonder, for I can only see the caterpillar's fabled journey to maturity as the hallmark of a race that exists solely to breed then die, and that is disgusting. 

Therefore I give this comic an F for humour, and an F- for trying to make nature look charming, in all the wrong ways.

Aside from that, the art is passable. C+ for artwork. Someone in the forum thread actually suggested it was a shift in Munroe's art style that conceived this comic. No, dipshit. This only looks different because the most complex thing he draws the rest of the time is a computer keyboard. Grasp harder, idiot. F--- for having the stupidest fans.

This is the first review that I have written while drunk. I have eaten three four custard creams while writing it. If it works, then I might try it again.