Larson’s drawing skills are not the greatest, and this forced perspective is difficult to achieve in the single panel, I think. The kids are in the back, either on the back seat or maybe in the cargo area with the seats down. Yeah, the proportions are off. It’s about the absurd situation more than the artwork.
Older brother is standing on the car floor, younger brother is smaller because he is one youngerz he is on the backseat in a mini torture rack, parents are in the front seat
Ohhh, okay… Yeah that’s kinda funny. I’d never have guessed that the bottom panel is the back seat of the car 😂… Maybe if he added some trees or road or something…
Families would take a car trip. Once upon a time, there were no electronics available to keep kids occupied. We literally had nothing to do in the car except sit still for hours. Kids being kids would get antsy, and frequently would start teasing, fighting, roughhousing, pinching, poking, etc. The driver, usually Dad, would yell at the kids to stop. “Don’t make me stop this car,” and other similar warnings. This panel uses that common (at the time) setting but with the absurd twist of an actual torture device.
Larson’s drawing skills are not the greatest, and this forced perspective is difficult to achieve in the single panel, I think. The kids are in the back, either on the back seat or maybe in the cargo area with the seats down. Yeah, the proportions are off. It’s about the absurd situation more than the artwork.
Older brother is standing on the car floor, younger brother is smaller because he is one youngerz he is on the backseat in a mini torture rack, parents are in the front seat
It’s hard to realize it’s a single panel.
I still don’t get the joke
I think its that siblings bully each other in “tortures ways” on the backseat
Ohhh, okay… Yeah that’s kinda funny. I’d never have guessed that the bottom panel is the back seat of the car 😂… Maybe if he added some trees or road or something…
Families would take a car trip. Once upon a time, there were no electronics available to keep kids occupied. We literally had nothing to do in the car except sit still for hours. Kids being kids would get antsy, and frequently would start teasing, fighting, roughhousing, pinching, poking, etc. The driver, usually Dad, would yell at the kids to stop. “Don’t make me stop this car,” and other similar warnings. This panel uses that common (at the time) setting but with the absurd twist of an actual torture device.