Garfield (Comic Strip)/Nightmare Fuel
- Those eyes...THOSE EYES...brrrrrr.
- Garfield. Specifically, Garfield, Halloween, 1989. What the hell was Davis thinking? "Oh, I've had enough of doing jokes about a fat cat eating lasagna... how about a week of existential terror where we imply that not only is his life not the perfect idyll we thought it was, but he's actually slowly starving to death in an empty house and every other strip is a hallucination born out of loneliness and denial! Yeah, that'll do nicely." Thanks, Jim. Thanks a lot. Garfield Minus Garfield's got nothing on that.
- It was really something like that. He aimed to scare with the worst thing possible: loneliness.** There was a Sunday strip wherein Garfield started eating massive amounts of food, and gained a great deal of weight, eventually ending up big enough to grab Jon and flip him into the air, and then swallow him whole on the way down.
- It gets worse from there. Garfield becomes so humongous that he can eat whole cattle and even entire freight trains full of food in one gulp. (He even commands the hapless humans and cattle like a dictator: "Hurry! I'm hungry!") The very last panel is a now Jupiter-sized Garfield floating through the vastness of the universe and thinking, "Dessert!" The kicker, though, is when Garfield wakes up and tells us that he actually enjoyed his fetishistic food dream!
- It was really something like that. He aimed to scare with the worst thing possible: loneliness.** There was a Sunday strip wherein Garfield started eating massive amounts of food, and gained a great deal of weight, eventually ending up big enough to grab Jon and flip him into the air, and then swallow him whole on the way down.
- The title panel for this Sunday strip.
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