Split Lip is an anthology of dark stories written by Sam Costello and drawn by artists from all over the world that has been called "the webcomics answer to ... The Twilight Zone and Night Gallery" by io9.
We like free speech/but we love free cable. - The Coup 2012-10-02
Saturday media diet: Shark Tank, true crime comic by Rick Geary, horror comic by Josh Simmons, new album by @mountain_goats, Looper tonight. 2012-09-29
Is the message of Cabin in the Woods really "cabins in the woods are rarely what they seem"? (spoilers
http://t.co/45GNTiq22012-09-27
Pg 21 shows the machinery that apparently pumps the meat into the walls. Maybe some of that machinery is growing the meat, cloning stem cells and encouraging them to specialize into muscle tissue and blood. The whole system is ridiculously inefficient, though. Why fill every wall of the building when the “gourmets” gather in one room to eat? Why do they have to break open the wall to release the meat? Why not a single pipe running from the basement machines to a dispenser in Room 232?
Is any of what we’re shown really happening? How does it happen that a woman who’s obsessed with blood, brains and bone fragments on a wall is one of the few people to discover the secret of walls full of meat? She did some detective work, finding the right building chain, but she didn’t have to search for meat in her room; it oozed out under pressure. Anyone staying in her room could have discovered the meat leak behind the wallpaper, unless there is no meat, and therefore nothing to discover. The elaborate government cover-ups and parallel clubs of vat-grown meat eaters and violent cannibals don’t need to make sense if we’re just seeing her mind’s explanation of the last few days before she follows her husband’s path and commits suicide.
Yeah, this one doesn’t make much sense. Like an earlier story I read, there’s too many loose threads and false starts to make a coherent story. Frankly, I’d like something better than “She was crazy the whole time.”
Aydongeddit. If it’s not human meat, then what is it?
Pg 21 shows the machinery that apparently pumps the meat into the walls. Maybe some of that machinery is growing the meat, cloning stem cells and encouraging them to specialize into muscle tissue and blood. The whole system is ridiculously inefficient, though. Why fill every wall of the building when the “gourmets” gather in one room to eat? Why do they have to break open the wall to release the meat? Why not a single pipe running from the basement machines to a dispenser in Room 232?
Is any of what we’re shown really happening? How does it happen that a woman who’s obsessed with blood, brains and bone fragments on a wall is one of the few people to discover the secret of walls full of meat? She did some detective work, finding the right building chain, but she didn’t have to search for meat in her room; it oozed out under pressure. Anyone staying in her room could have discovered the meat leak behind the wallpaper, unless there is no meat, and therefore nothing to discover. The elaborate government cover-ups and parallel clubs of vat-grown meat eaters and violent cannibals don’t need to make sense if we’re just seeing her mind’s explanation of the last few days before she follows her husband’s path and commits suicide.
Yeah, this one doesn’t make much sense. Like an earlier story I read, there’s too many loose threads and false starts to make a coherent story. Frankly, I’d like something better than “She was crazy the whole time.”