Ghost Love Story is a short comedy I made when I was at film school in 2011. The script was literally a dream I had; I wrote it down when I woke up and it went through minimal alterations during pre-production. By which I mean to say you can’t blame me if you don’t like it – blame my subconscious over which I have no control, or the producer who demanded rewrites. You’ve read our ‘movie executive’ comics. Always killing my babies. Damn.
I still think the film is pretty funny, but like anything made while you’re a student, it’s far from perfect. I was also in a very different place emotionally back then. I wanted to tell different stories than I want to tell now. And – while I won’t try and claim the premise is unique and gripping – there’s something about that setup that I find appealing. Someone who feels they have to do something because they’re the only one who can. There’s loam of some description waiting there. I invented the mechanics of a whole world, and I’m not done playing in it yet.
The movie was shot on 16mm 8673 Fujifilm and turned black and white in post production (I was a cheapskate student), which is why I’m drawing the comics by hand with grey Copic markers. Also maybe because I need to practice using them. There’s a venn diagram of artistry and practicality.
Ghost Detective: Thee I Call Rich Beyond Wishing will update sporadically, a couple of pages at a time, inside the regular run of Zunfa Comics.
The trains, the trains, they cross the lines
They carry us and curve us
But secrets lie where signs direct:
The land of Not in Service
If you should stop at random parts
The trains, the trains are waiting
At spectre-stations boarding ghosts,
Their torment unabating
The trains, the trains will bring you home
There’s no cause to be nervous
But once you’re gone they find their rest:
The land of Not in Service
Robert coined the adage a few days ago: “The only difference between an imageboard poster and a talkback radio caller is forty years.”
I think it’s generally agreed upon that dickishness- ahem, people being afraid of things they don’t understand – is not only a universal but timeless construct. It’s passed down the family line too, quite frequently: when you grow up surrounded by a certain set of repeated ideologies the natural inclination is to assume that they are automatically right, regardless of logic or feelings of nagging doubt.
The defence of it’s-my-opinion is often brought up in debate of contentious issues; all the more so if those issues illicit high emotional stakes. I can’t put it any better than philosophy lecturer Patrick Stokes, so I won’t bother trying to.
I know that people usually read these posts if they want some reference in the comic explained. If you don’t know what we’re referencing when we joke about pony fanfic, you may be better off staying that way.