A Class Act?

Nothing says “I love you!” like a postcard with a cheesy drawing of … hey, wait a minute! Who sends postcards these days!? And I can’t even begin to understand the so-called punchline in panel 3

So, is this Mark’s assignment:  Research the effects of the wild horses in Utah as noted in panel 1? Seems to me that there are scientists who already handle that type. I would have thought Mark would be reporting on that research.  Then talk with ranchers, farmers, animal rights groups, environmental groups, etc., to gain additional perspectives to incorporate into the report. But perhaps I’m being too literal, and Rivera only meant that Mark would be doing more or less what I just wrote.

Art Dept. I’m not concerned that Rivera likely “photoshopped” the airplane and mountain scene in panel 1. After all, cartoonists (especially those drawing adventure/drama strips) have been doing this for many decades. My point is that there may be a design flaw in panel 1. Mark is presented in a “call-out” circle, whose extension goes back to the plane, but seemingly from the cockpit. Pretty sure Mark is not the pilot! Unless Rivera is once again satirizing the “ambiguous dialog box” meme of old, then I think it would have been clearer if she had simply flipped the plane horizontally, so that the call-out could originate from one of the passenger windows. Am I being too picky or nerdy?

Mark makes excuses.

Yesterday I queried whether Mark was being depicted as a jerk or a distracted goof. Perhaps I should have added “self-centered, arrogant opportunist.”  It has been Rivera’s position to often portray Mark as out of his depth, agonizingly out of touch, or just plain square. 

To put this in a more positive light (not a strong light, I grant you), Mark is … uh, at least appealing to Cherry’s practical nature. And consider those poor horses, running amok without Mark’s calming presence. Shoot, I’m being cynical again.

And there goes dessert.

Just who is Mark looking at in panel 2? It sure isn’t Cherry. You’d think he was some shill selling giant scissors in an infomercial. They don’t even look like standard line cutters, though I’ll grant you it can be difficult to always be authentic in the limited confines of a comic strip panel. Anyway, I’ll let you spend a few happy moments dissecting Mark’s comments in panel 2. 

The bigger question is Mark’s attitude towards Cherry. When he had moral issues with how to treat the wild horses, he consulted Ralph, not Cherry. He spent the rest of the day and evening with Cherry, not bothering to bring up his assignment, until now. Do we assume Mark is just an inconsiderate jerk, as he is pictured? Or, perhaps distracted?  That seems out of character. What is Rivera’s objective?

A cub, a club, and a bub: Remembrance of things past

I reckon Rivera is going to use up half of this week’s dailies to focus on Mark and Cherry’s Valentine Day celebration. O happy day. Of course, the joke today concerns their first meeting so many years ago, when Mark mistook Cherry Davis’s pet bear cub for a normal bear chasing her. So, he ran after them to whack the cub with his hobo stick and save Cherry. PETA would not approve; and Cherry was also pretty upset about this stranger attacking her pet bear. Happy memories, indeed!

Mark and Cherry discuss their after-dinner dessert

Hoo-boy. Perhaps the comics syndicate published this out of order? This is only February 12. Or is this Valentine celebration going to last for 3 days!? Sure, we can expect a slight break in the story for the sake of the holiday, though holidays are something that Rivera rarely recognizes in the strip.

Second, what’s with this “Rusty is staying with my Dad tonight” remark? Last I recall, Doc Davis lives in the same home as Mark, Cherry, and Rusty. Is this why we never see the Doc anymore? Perhaps he sleeps at his clinic.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

This week Mark spent the week ruminating over his feelings about wild horses:  how they are often characterized and how he should approach writing his article. By the way, we still have no better understanding of Mark’s assignment other than to “investigate rampaging wild horses in Salt Lake City.” Part of his rumination included a chat with his old pal, Ralph the Rat Snake, a character we have not seen very often. Of course, that is the way it’s been with numerous secondary characters in the vintage Mark Trail strip. The debate is still open whether Ralph actually talks or if it is just an avatar of Mark’s subconscious. I lean towards the former position because it is more original and interesting.

There has also been a noticeable change in the art, most clearly seen in the color scheme, but also in compositions. I also think the image of Mark has been given a facelift, so to speak, for the better. I have hopes that this approach will continue.

Well, the Greater Sage-Grouse has a mating routine even more interesting and complex than Mark is letting on. No doubt, lack of space prohibits providing more detail. But check out the Wikipedia article or the Cornell Lab page on this bird. 

Art Dept. I have to say that the title panel today is pretty weak sauce. Not at all up to Rivera’s usual standard, the title looks kind of “arts-and-crafty” with the name decorated by small hearts. Sure, that echoes the mating theme Mark focuses on, but the image of the Sage-Grouse does not show his air sacks expanded. This panel looks like the title screen of an old Hanna-Barbera animated cartoon.

A little too much domesticity?

Sure, Mark is married to Cherry. They have a home, a family, and jobs. They indulge in senseless chit-chat. Their stories often include a percentage of fluff, or filler. Such is today’s installment. Do these two wide panels serve an integral purpose to the story, such as functioning as a transition from one context to another? 

Monday’s installment could show Mark landing in Salt Lake City; or maybe we’ll just see the Trail Family’s dinner time. This could be Rivera’s take on the standard Mark Trail Departure Dinner of stacks of flapjacks. Eat fast, Mark, and get on with the story!

Mark and Ralph come to an understanding.

This is where Ralph belongs, in the tree alongside the window of Mark’s office. That’s where we first learned about Ralph and his relationship with Mark. Mark has spent this week talking through his conflicting feelings about the wild/feral horses. Some internal conflicts take time to work through, and this has provided Rivera a way to demonstrate her awareness of some of the current problems concerning the horses.

But we have yet to learn what the specific situation is with the “rampaging horses” of Salt Lake City. Are they running roughshod through the Salt Lake Tabernacle? Are they running amok through the countryside, destroying valuable farmland or range in their wake?

This sounds reminiscent of the rampaging elephant subplot of the tiger petting zoo story, except that here, the rampaging horses are the main subject, rather than a subordinate clause. Still, this has to be a transitory event that will likely be over by the time Mark makes his way to Utah.  I’m curious how Rivera will develop this story. 

In the old days before Rivera, there would be some greedy land speculator or Big Rancher behind this plot, exploiting the controversial free-roaming mustangs in order to ruin land and crops of small farmers and ranchers. They would get put in a financial bind and have to sell their land cheaply to recoup their losses. 

Say “Hey!” to Ralph the Rat Snake!

While Mark plods through the colorful landscape, Rivera lets us know that he is, indeed, aware of some of the complexities surrounding the wild horses. But Mark is mature enough to realize that he doesn’t know everything and is willing to listen to somebody close, somebody that Mark feels a kinship with, somebody that will give him good advice…

…oops. Sorry, Cherry! But it’s great to see Ralph once again. He’s been absent for quite some time. I’m glad to see Rivera is reviving some of the original memes that made her version of the strip stand out. Exactly how Ralph wiggled his way from behind Mark to get into the tree in front of Mark is something of a mystery.

I don’t dream of running wild and free!

Another Note:  Once again I am going on a road trip for a few days, starting Tuesday. It is quite possible that you will not find my scribblings on Mark Trail consistently up-to-date until Friday. Eventually, the waters will calm and equilibrium will be restored. But do check in regularly, as I’ll post when time and opportunity permits.

Is that really what Ellis wants? Well, we never got to hear anything definite from him, but it’s possible Rivera simply decided to exclude some of that phone conversation to evoke a sense of drama and uncertainty. She needn’t bother. Uncertainty is certainly a certainty in Mark Trail.

Art Dept. I continue to be impressed with how Rivera is designing the panels in this story. Even the scenery evokes a more mature, naturalistic sense than we saw in the just finished Fishing Fiasco story. The shaded coloring of the trees and attention to natural details here are a welcome addition. I still dislike Mark’s clown beard, but I’ve learned to mostly ignore it.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

Mark’s men’s-only survival camp came to a pathetic end by diluting itself down to a simple weekend fishing event. Even that fell apart when Mark finally got The Call. Bill Ellis was determined to get Mark on board with an assignment involving rampaging wild horses in, or around, Salt Lake City. Ellis’s comment about them being considered an invasive species (like the zebra mussel) sent Mark into a near-catatonic state. It seems Mark was under the impression that the wild horses were a native species in our country and had a symbolic patriotic value equal to the Bald Eagle. So Bill’s statement just did not compute. Let it be known that Mark reacted to this situation in a way that we probably have not seen since his assignment to investigate his own father’s shady business dealings.

It turns out that—in the real world—wild horses (aka mustangs) have a complex background that involves genetics, ranchers, animals rights activists, land activists, and governments at the local and federal level. None of what I wrote in this paragraph has yet to be brought up in the strip, but seems to underlie the direction of the drama. Let’s hope Rivera presents a fair summation of … oh, who am I kidding!? This is Mark Trail! Whatever Mark decides to do will be considered fair and just. It’s the way things are in the Trailverse. So hang on, buckaroos!

Here is Mark Trail once again making me look flat by apparently contradicting himself. No wonder he was in shock just the other day! Mark knew all along what the story was; or at least, one version of it. Does this knock the stuffing out of the daily’s continuity? Well, you know, we Americans of non-native stock are also an invasive species to this continent; we just tend to forget that from time to time.

Mark gives free reigns to his emotions

So we have yet another day of Mark emoting over his horse friends. One thing I don’t get is why Mark thinks he has to write negatively about them, unless Rivera has not yet reported all of his conversation with Bill Ellis. From what I’ve read, Ellis should want Mark to put a positive spin on the horses.

Art Dept. The repeated arrangement of Mark (more or less) on the left side looking (more or less) to the right helps visualize Mark’s singular train of thought across the four panels. The coloring of panels 1 and 4 acts as pendants to the different coloring of panels 2 and 3, the latter being designed that way to emphasize Mark’s imagining of the horses in his memories. In short, I believe today’s strip is well-designed.  

Rivera’s art follows a more conventional mode of representation, save for Mark’s fingers, which seem as if they don’t have real bones in them. Otherwise, this should be good enough to satisfy all but the more diehard Trailheads. I do hope the story holds up, as well.

Get a grip, Mark! Or maybe an education.

Just imagine:  One person’s entire life has been directed by a love for animals; specifically, those of the genus equus. Horses fill his waking (and sleeping) hours, and even though he dislikes Westerns, he watches them just to admire horses galloping across the prairie or drinking from the town’s horse trough. His childhood bedspread had a design of a corral of stallions. He had three different scale models of Trigger in his room. He even has an autographed photo of Mr. Ed! He memorized every extant breed of horse and can distinguish them by sight. His first car was a Ford Mustang. His dream vacation was a Dude Ranch. His dream job was owning the Dude Ranch. In his mind, America’s wild horses rushing through valleys and canyons is a symbol of what makes our country great!

However, that person is not Mark Trail. Mark has little experience with horses, wild or tame (unless Jules Rivera creates such a background for him). There is no evidence Mark watches The Kentucky Derby or even reruns of BoJack Horseman. So, what’s going on here? Why does Bill Ellis make a big deal about the foreign heritage of these feral horses? Is this some kind of riff on illegal aliens? And why does Rivera create this phony over-the-top, melodramatic sequence for Mark?

Who’s doing the talking, anyway?

What’s going on here? In panel 1, Mark expresses shocking ignorance of wild horses. In panel 3, Mark displays more ignorance about their origins. Then suddenly, he immediately answers his own question, followed by his flummoxed expression and response in panel 4. Clearly, Mark cannot simultaneously be ignorant and knowledgeable about wild horses. Ergo, it was Bill Ellis who provided the informational response to Mark in panel 3. But the poorly aimed dialog balloon creates the ambiguity. There is precedence for this, however.

One of the more popular memes of pre-Rivera Mark Trail was the occasional ambiguous speech balloon, where it wasn’t clear who—or what—was talking. For new readers, this forced error on the part of the cartoonist was a source of continuous hilarity and ridicule for years. Here is one example, preserved by blogger Michael Leddy back in 2015, where the joke was whether it was Rusty, Mark’s elbow, or the dock’s bollard responding to Mark.

So, might we entertain the notion that Rivera is deliberately echoing this meme? Or did she just make a mistake that nobody caught in time?

Bill Ellis finally starts explaining.

Look for a future Sunday page on mustangs. Their status is controversial. Their heritage is not native, but linked to horses introduced by Spanish colonists. They are formally known as “feral”, not “wild.” This distinction carries a fair bit of baggage. Regular roundups are carried out by federal agencies and done to maintain a quality of life for the horses that roam freely. Captured horses are normally sold to private parties. We’ll see if Mark Trail actually deals with any of the issues and nuances of mustangs and horse management in this adventure.

If fish could yawn…

Nothing to see here, folks. Move along, move along.” Wait! I hear there’s actual drama going on in Gasoline Alley.

So this is the third day of Mark and Bill Ellis’s phone call and we still have no details about the incident or Mark’s assignment. How tedious to waste a daily strip just to push another pun. I’m with Mark. Enough is enough!

Art Dept. Rivera repeats her “Aquarium View ” meme, the repetition of which also does nothing to advance this story.

Ellis reels in Mark using the correct bait

Hmmm, how about this different point of view for the narration box in panel 1: “Mark’s period of unemployment and lack of income finally comes to a  welcome halt.” Because he’s not going to make the mortgage payments on the family cabin with small-time fishing seminars.

Art Dept. The art seems to continue moving towards a more naturalistic view, away from the expressionistic style that Rivera has been using. Even Bill Ellis doesn’t look like the cardboard image that Rivera usually employed (perhaps it was done for satirical value). Do  you see that bit of shading or texture in Mark’s cap? That’s something Rivera would usually ignore in earlier drawing.

I also like the way Rivera composed Panel 1. Adding insets of Bill and (a concerned) Mark looking at each other provides a visually interesting “micro” view contrasting with the peaceful “macro” view of the fishing boat and its surroundings in the background.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

We had a surprise (to me) epilog to Mark’s “Men’s-Only Nature Retreat and Fishing Expedition Extravaganza” story this past week, where everybody decided to become friends for life and go fishing together every weekend.

That aspiration floated for about 30 seconds then sunk to the bottom of the river when Mark got a call from Bill Ellis—on the verge of apoplexy—concerning a wild horse rampage taking place somewhere (presumably out west), but needing Mark’s personal onsite attention. One might assume that, as the managing editor of a publishing empire consisting of several magazines, Ellis would have more than one reporter on call, if not at least one reporter living somewhere in the western states who is more familiar with—and closer to—those crazy wild horses. But then again, the name of this strip is Mark Trail, not Hopalong Cassidy. So I’m afraid (I’m really afraid!) Mark will once again be flying out to some western location. Let’s hope he learned his lesson earlier and does not wear his embarrassing “western” Square Dance costume to the job!

Art Dept. A crowd of commenters (well, at least one) remarked on a noticeable improvement in the artwork, specifically the fish and water scenes that excluded people. I concur. I also noticed a marked improvement (or reinvigoration) in the drawings of Mark’s face, especially close-ups and mid-range views. I’m thinking that Rivera may have upgraded her model sheets for Markey. We’ll have to see how all of this plays out.

“…cats never stop hunting because they’re always well-fed.”  I’m not certain of this logic. I grew up around cats. They are inherently hunters and carnivores. Cats will hunt or even just practice hunting because it is in their nature to do so. They will certainly hunt to feed themselves. Misguided pet owners who try to conform their cats to “vegetarian” diets could harm them; but that also encourages cats to hunt small animals (e.g. mice and birds) to fill in their missing nutritional requirements, assuming they are let out.

If a fishing trip makes people friendly, let’s send Congress fishing poles!

Rivera is rewriting history even as we read. Yesterday, it was Mark’s idea to get back together the following weekend for more fishing. Today, it is Cliff prompting Mark for a redo. I also noticed that the group jumped back on the boat. I’m hesitant to suggest some late editorial changes for this apparent continuity issue, but I don’t know how else to explain it.

Meanwhile, why does panicky Bill Ellis think this is urgent? I mean, wild horses are found in western states. That means Mark could not get on site for at least another day, maybe two. How long can these horses rampage!? Perhaps Bill Ellis is thinking back to that elephant who rampaged from the east coast all the way across the southern states and into Texas to take revenge on Tess Tigress.

Mark’s phone saves him from another group hug.

Art Dept. One “secret” to making partial forearms appear accurately is to draw the complete arm starting at the shoulder, and including any part that extends beyond the visible zone of the panel. And the angle of the torso must match up, as well. That way, you can avoid weird-looking results, such as we see in panel 1. There’s just no way that arm connects to Ranger Shaw. On a more positive note, I think we’ve been witnessing an improvement in Rivera’s depiction of Mark, specifically in his close-ups. Not so much in distant views.

Moving On … Are we finally at the end of the story? With luck, this week-long epilog should end on Saturday. And right on cue, that better-late-than-never phone call usually means Bill Ellis and the start of an actual paying gig; unless it is Cherry calling to remind Mark to pick up some pizza on the way home.