By Matt Furie
Cartoonist Matt Furie’s deadpan comics exhibit slacker roommates Andy, Brett, Landwolf, and Pepe in a sequence of comical vignettes combining laconic psychedelia, childlike attraction, drug-fueled hedonism, and impish mischief. The ceaselessly insouciant glaze of his characters belie the pointy verbal and visible wit of Furie, who supplies a stoner vintage for the Tumblr iteration. in reality, Furie’s wildly renowned teenage weirdoes grew to become an in a single day net sensation while Pepe the Frog used to be greatly followed by means of clients of 4chan and remixed with no end in sight from there (including makes use of via pop stars like Nicki Minaj and Katy Perry), giving Boy’s membership integrated acceptance with many. a religious cousin to Simon Hanselmann’s Megahex and Joán Cornella’s Mox Nox, Boy’s Club’s humorousness will particularly resonate with enthusiasts of stoner comedies and black humor. Monochrome illustrations all through
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I loved it at ﬁrst. Before I went to Pratt, I’d gone to school 26 with the same eighty-ﬁve kids from ﬁrst grade until the end of high school, and you can’t really reinvent yourself in a situation like that. People would show up in ninth grade with a new look and everybody told them they were pathetic. I always felt that I wasn’t what I appeared to be when I was growing up, and I wanted a chance to be the guy I imagined myself to be. As to who that guy was, I was deﬁnitely into the punk thing—I had the perfect look for it, too.
Indd 36 12/11/2011 08:37 wood, but after ﬁnishing the ﬁrst six pages I felt so much like I was trying to do the Great Graphic Novel—which I kind of was—that I just hated myself for doing it. So I stopped. Lots of people are trying to do Great Graphic Novels right now, and I hate them all. I’m just really disgusted by them. Chris Ware isn’t trying to do great graphic novels—for some reason he’s just able to do them, and if you really immerse yourself in his work it’s incredibly rich. Joe Sacco is amazing, too—he’s sort of in a class by himself.
As to who that guy was, I was deﬁnitely into the punk thing—I had the perfect look for it, too. I weighed around a hundred and twenty pounds and was six feet tall, so I was truly like a stick. Despite the way I looked, I wasn’t doing drugs or drinking, though. I never went through a drug phase because I saw that whole world ﬁrsthand when I was growing up. I did get into drinking, though, during a period when I was taking my portfolio around New York trying to get work. I’d get home by eleven in the morning and have nothing to do for the rest of the day but wait for somebody to call.
Boy’s Club by Matt Furie