Garfield Minus Garfield voices a fundamental truth, again.
The point is that the genius here is Davis’ — and it also isn’t. Borges has a short essay in which he argues that Edward Fitzgerald’s translation of Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat was greater than anything either could have done alone. “[F]rom the lucky conjunction of a Persian astronomer who ventures into poetry and an English eccentric who explores Spanish and Oriental texts… emerges an extraordinary poet who resembles neither of them.” Something like that seems to have happened here as well. Davis is an aesthetically dicey mainstream cartoonist; Walsh is a wannabe rock-and-roller who never hit it big. Together, though, they are, as Borges said, an extraordinary poet. Erase Garfield and you are left with a Davis who is just the same, only funnier.
TBH, I actually prefer Garfield with all of Garfield’s thought balloons taken out, instead of Garfield himself. It becomes this devastating, existentialist farce.
But it already is a devastating, existentialist farce when Garfield and the balloons are gone. But, yeah, I wouldn’t mind seeing the Garfield-but-no-balloons version.
… these subtle refinements of taste
I think I prefer Garfield gone; it improves the art. Suddenly you have these dramatic blank spaces.
When I see the Garfield comic now I sometimes mentally remove him. It’s always funnier….