Taped Touch of Evil, or I think I did, anyway. My cousin was fucking with the TV so, although I think it still worked, I'm not altogether sure.
During lunch, I watched the opening shot and it really was extraordinary. We go from a close-up of a ticking bomb, to the car it was planted in, to lovers strolling casually a few blocks away . . . All it one, single crane shot. Remarkable.
Last night I did four more pages of The Adventures of Nar'eth. Caitlin's requested more, so I think I shall give her more.
This morning I did a new page of Doll Merchant--I think my clear influences for that series are beginning to be less Raymond Chandler and more Arthur Conan Doyle.
So I have been a busy bee. At this rate, I may have to stop insisting to people that I'm not a comic book artist.