...hmm! Wonder if this guy's related to Max FleiScher! Anyway... oh, I keep forgetting. There's no 'S' in Cyrillic. And... damn. I almost wish I didn't watch that documentary on the DVD, because of a little thematic detail they mentioned about The Clown's Little Brother. I probably wouldn't have been able to guess it anyway because, like Barton Fink, when it comes to something I'm rooting for, I tend not to think about its metaphorical implications... no interest, eh? Well, just for that, I'm not even going to tell you what it is! How do you like them apples?
Now, sure, you might say that this is just another entry in a serial series, but the thing you gotta remember about the Fleischers is that they always seem to give 110% percent in these things, when it comes to creativity and ingenuity, and the sheer sweat and tears it must've taken their team to put everything together. And there's even a little bit of a "wow" factor in terms of visuals. In case you don't guess what it is, Max runs out of ink and washes out his pen in a jar of water. The ink trails hanging there in the water spin around and morph into Koko, their trademark clown. I'm still scratching my head over how they pulled that off. Why, I'll bet even Bob Zemeckis might take some time to figure it out!
As for plotting, well... screenwriters take note, because even the Fleischers figured out that when you've got the seemingly tiny universe of Max and Koko, duking it out between the real world and Koko's world of the white canvas, you just have to bring new characters into the mix. In this case, it's a teeny kitten that arrives via the "mail"! Awwwww..... And sure, the scene where the cat is batting Koko around, it might not have that "wow" factor today, but you gotta admire the effort. And so, the approach of Terry Gilliam's Monty Python animation was born. Quite early! Go figure. As for which brother is represented by which clown, well... I'm guessing Max is Koko, and Dave is the shorter guy. I'd be very surprised if they did the actual posing for the rotoscoped footage, though.
****
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Auteur Watch - Ryan Combs
With two feet firmly planted in the rap gangster genre, Ryan Combs... odd! Why don't any of his titles stand out?
Girls Just Want to Have Fun... and be the Highlander, Too!
Oh, Blake Lively and Van Wilder... I mean, Ryan Reynolds, they're the new Tim Robbins and Susan Sarandon, no question... but without all that messy political stuff. Well, it's a different era now, and thanks to the Internet, Hollywood is soon going to be reduced to the level of a charitable organization sending out emails to guilt-ridden job creators, asking for donations.
But 2015 is their year, no question, and things are working out just as they should. I mean, her new movie, The Age of Adaline debuts at #3, and his movie, Woman in Gold, is... well, it's still making money, too. Yes sir, a more clean cut couple you will not find in Hollywood... frankly, there's too many of them in Hollywood, am I right, Hollywood? All these desperate, photogenic people, clamoring for the same opportunities in vain. Maybe tax hikes on the rich ain't such a bad idea! Let's have a little more egalitarianism around here for a change!
But never mind all that. One last toast to Blake and Ryan. The only other debut this week is called Ex Machina and, according to my good old pal the Internet, it's novelist-turned-director Alex Garland's big shot at international stardom. Because where screenwriter John Brownjohn knows his place by Roman Polanski's side, Mr. Garland has toiled in director Danny Boyle's shadow long enough. But that's the genius of Daniel Boyle. He makes it look so damn easy! Anyone who works with Boyle walks away thinking, "Well, Hell! If that knuckle-dragger can direct, so can I!" And so we have the Svedka-bot run amok in Ex Machina, because even the sexiest of robots are tired of being treated like slabs of meat. Don't forget! They wanna run after people like the T-1000 too! I gotta go and unplug my toaster..................
But 2015 is their year, no question, and things are working out just as they should. I mean, her new movie, The Age of Adaline debuts at #3, and his movie, Woman in Gold, is... well, it's still making money, too. Yes sir, a more clean cut couple you will not find in Hollywood... frankly, there's too many of them in Hollywood, am I right, Hollywood? All these desperate, photogenic people, clamoring for the same opportunities in vain. Maybe tax hikes on the rich ain't such a bad idea! Let's have a little more egalitarianism around here for a change!
But never mind all that. One last toast to Blake and Ryan. The only other debut this week is called Ex Machina and, according to my good old pal the Internet, it's novelist-turned-director Alex Garland's big shot at international stardom. Because where screenwriter John Brownjohn knows his place by Roman Polanski's side, Mr. Garland has toiled in director Danny Boyle's shadow long enough. But that's the genius of Daniel Boyle. He makes it look so damn easy! Anyone who works with Boyle walks away thinking, "Well, Hell! If that knuckle-dragger can direct, so can I!" And so we have the Svedka-bot run amok in Ex Machina, because even the sexiest of robots are tired of being treated like slabs of meat. Don't forget! They wanna run after people like the T-1000 too! I gotta go and unplug my toaster..................
Monday, April 20, 2015
Next Fleischer Short: Finding His Voice
Well, this is what I get for doing such an incomplete job. Act in haste, repent in leisure!... something like that. And so, it's time to look at all those other shorts on the Popeye DVDs. First up: since I've already been working on Volume 3, I'll stay with Volume 3, and also because it seems to have only one extra short on it. It's called Finding His Voice from 1929 and, as you may have guessed, if you know at least one big milestone in cinema history, 1929 was the year of the big stock market crash, and the first year when cinema started making its own sound, as opposed to mere live musical accompaniment with organ and or orchestra. David Mamet once said that sound was the beginning of the end for the cinema, but that hasn't started him from writing his Silent Movie.
To cut to the chase, Finding His Voice is kind of a boring documentary with animation, but the Fleischers were only partially involved in this project, so it figures. But it's kind of interesting for a couple reasons. There's a few sparks of the old Fleischer imagination, as musical notes morph into a xylophone. And some of the music chosen for this picture have become cartoon staples, like that... barber thing and "Merrily We Roll Along." It's also interesting to see how far the art of animation for mouths has come. It was quite new here, and apparently they were just happy to get it done... and not double-check it for accuracy. Also, the Fleischers learned to let well enough alone with the Popeye series, and just let characters mumble a lot, so they don't have to animate the mouths at all!
And so, the Talkie and the newly-voiced Silent join forces to row a boat for our amusement, but a giant shark-looking thing gobbles them up... oh, I think it's supposed to be a whale, because the whale's tail highlights the words "The End." I think it's supposed to represent... Disney.
***
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
To cut to the chase, Finding His Voice is kind of a boring documentary with animation, but the Fleischers were only partially involved in this project, so it figures. But it's kind of interesting for a couple reasons. There's a few sparks of the old Fleischer imagination, as musical notes morph into a xylophone. And some of the music chosen for this picture have become cartoon staples, like that... barber thing and "Merrily We Roll Along." It's also interesting to see how far the art of animation for mouths has come. It was quite new here, and apparently they were just happy to get it done... and not double-check it for accuracy. Also, the Fleischers learned to let well enough alone with the Popeye series, and just let characters mumble a lot, so they don't have to animate the mouths at all!
And so, the Talkie and the newly-voiced Silent join forces to row a boat for our amusement, but a giant shark-looking thing gobbles them up... oh, I think it's supposed to be a whale, because the whale's tail highlights the words "The End." I think it's supposed to represent... Disney.
***
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Auteur Watch - Chico Colvard
Well, this guy... gal? This so-and-so must be a High Monkey Monk if they're getting thanked by one of my fellow enemies. I mean, look at this! Thanks for Roger Ebert's Life Itself? CAUGHT RED-HANDED IN BED WITH THE ENEMY. TRAITOR. DEATH TO ALL FILM TRAITORS. DEATH TO ALL NON-DUES PAYING MEMBER WANNABE'S. DEATH, DEATH, DEATH.........
The Hateful Ten
And so! We've got a whopping three new debuts this week, as Furious 7's reign of terror continues at the box office. First up, there is moderate joy in Sandlerville as Paul Blart 2 strikes out at a mere #2. The former king of Queens continues his reign as a mere nobleman in the House of Sandler. Clearly they've rejected my idea for an ad campaign: using the slogan "Paul Blart - Fresh as Fart." Wouldn't that look great on t-shirts and buttons to put on said t-shirts? But Kevin's dream lives on, that ancient dream of living large in the spotlight. Sure, he's the star of Paul Blart 2, but he's still a star! Makes me think of that old Donald Menzel star guide from my childhood, where even the occasional 12th magnitude star gets a shout out from its empty portion of the sky. And something tells me that Rob Schneider's not too far away, in his new role in the casting department, making sure no uggos make it into a Sandler production. Almost makes me feel sorry for them, having to sit there and say "Oh, Mr. Schneider! I just loved you in The Hot Chick and The Animal!" "I can be whoever you want me to be, darling," he says as he holds their young hand with his old leathery one. "But I've got another appointment with some Sony executives in about twenty minutes, so we better make this fast," says Deuce Bigalow. Maybe we should move on.
At #3, it's the latest low budget horror flick craze, and it's called Cybernatural. The one I'm waiting for is Unfriended. Revenge on Charlene!!! There must be some joy in Googleville. I mean, look at the poster for Cybernatural! LOOK UPON IT!!! This Laura Barns must be living someone's dream. By God, the name Laura Barns is going to mean something to you, just like the words "before" and "after" will never be the same to you after you see the 1996 Liam Neeson flick, Before and After. But don't be fooled: Luc Besson had nothing to do with that one. Anyway, I'll admit it. I'm far too distracted by my own thoughts at the moment, but I did take a brief glance at the cast of Cybernatural and I saw the following name: Heather Sossaman. And I thought to myself, as I often do... where have I heard that name before? Sossaman, not Heather. And then it finally hit me! Shannyn Sossaman! Apparently they're not siblings. You know, just like Kate and Brian Bosworth aren't. So, what's Shannyn Sossaman? Chopped liver? The answer may not surprise you, because yes, she is. I mean, look at Shannyn's biography! LOOK UPON IT!!!!!!!!! It says Maxim's Hot 100 of 2002, not 2015. Like every other girl in Hollywood that's made it on to a Maxim Hot list, they're now confined to the Hollywood "Grandma Ghetto" that I just made up. ADAPT OR DIE. ADAPT OR DIE. No shame in taking the grandma role. It's just a shame that people like Grandma's Boy so much... I mean, it's just a shame that there's a shortage of good roles for grandmas.
And lastly, at #7 it's David Michôd's long awaited sequel to his 2010 breakout feature Animal Kingdom and it's called Monkey Kingdom. Oh boy! I can't wait! The poo's going to be flung tonight! I gotta go.
At #3, it's the latest low budget horror flick craze, and it's called Cybernatural. The one I'm waiting for is Unfriended. Revenge on Charlene!!! There must be some joy in Googleville. I mean, look at the poster for Cybernatural! LOOK UPON IT!!! This Laura Barns must be living someone's dream. By God, the name Laura Barns is going to mean something to you, just like the words "before" and "after" will never be the same to you after you see the 1996 Liam Neeson flick, Before and After. But don't be fooled: Luc Besson had nothing to do with that one. Anyway, I'll admit it. I'm far too distracted by my own thoughts at the moment, but I did take a brief glance at the cast of Cybernatural and I saw the following name: Heather Sossaman. And I thought to myself, as I often do... where have I heard that name before? Sossaman, not Heather. And then it finally hit me! Shannyn Sossaman! Apparently they're not siblings. You know, just like Kate and Brian Bosworth aren't. So, what's Shannyn Sossaman? Chopped liver? The answer may not surprise you, because yes, she is. I mean, look at Shannyn's biography! LOOK UPON IT!!!!!!!!! It says Maxim's Hot 100 of 2002, not 2015. Like every other girl in Hollywood that's made it on to a Maxim Hot list, they're now confined to the Hollywood "Grandma Ghetto" that I just made up. ADAPT OR DIE. ADAPT OR DIE. No shame in taking the grandma role. It's just a shame that people like Grandma's Boy so much... I mean, it's just a shame that there's a shortage of good roles for grandmas.
And lastly, at #7 it's David Michôd's long awaited sequel to his 2010 breakout feature Animal Kingdom and it's called Monkey Kingdom. Oh boy! I can't wait! The poo's going to be flung tonight! I gotta go.
Tuesday, April 07, 2015
So We End as We Began, with Olive tied to the Railroad Track
Oh, I must not be looking forward to writing this review or something. But alas, another series comes to an end, just like the Toms and Jerries I was looking at earlier. This is the last Popeye cartoon I plan to profile, the ironically titled Cartoons Ain't Human. Why, there's damn near nothing that could be more human, from an anthropological perspective for one! The timeless urge to put pen to paper and make your mark in this life? Anyone and everyone can relate to that! Of course, when the cartoon characters themselves decide to start doing that, well, that's just a sign of laziness on the part of the filmmakers. And yes, this is one of the ones with story by Jack Mercer, the very voice of Popeye himself.
ACT ONE
First off, a checklist. No shame in a checklist these days. The hot trend among doctors is to have a checklist of all the things they need to do. Especially surgeons. At the top of the surgeon's list: Number One. DON'T LEAVE STUFF INSIDE YOUR PATIENTS. Tools, sponges, watches, whatever. But that's how sacred the bond is between surgeon and patient. There could be five helpers watching him leave a bone saw inside a patient next to their spleen, but none of them are going to speak up and get their ass fired. Screw that! Oh, screw that type stuff! Especially these days.
Of course, the animator's checklist is a little less drastic, as you can see from the attached picture I have yet to attach. It's merely a list of the ingredients, if you will, that go into an animated picture. They've dumbed it down for the mass audience, of course, using paper instead of clear cels... oh, right. It's "cartooning" for HOME movies. Cels and paint are a little too rich for the home market's blood. I have no idea what you'd need tacks for; shows you what I know! Sheesh. And so, with tons of paper surrounding him, Popeye gets to work.
...or does he? This is where a Sharon Stone-type muse comes into play and gives the artist an idea for a freakin' film. Popeye's method of finding inspiration is much like that of Bill Plympton: he just looks around for things in his studio to use as a plot... prop? Plot prop... something like that. Anyway, it's time for one of those things that the warning at the beginning of the Popeye DVD warned us about... as well as a more conventional, still heavily regulated thing that inspires Popeye that we weren't warned about. Well I never! I thought these were family friendly pictures. That's what I get for straying too far from Disney.
Thankfully, after a live agent from the Hays Office intervenes, it's back on track, and Popeye eventually settles on an idea that will allow him to start churning out the sequential paper images. Windsor McCay only wishes it were that easy; or that he would have thought to hire a couple interns, either way.
ACT TWO
...already? Well, even though Popeye's a big movie star and what not, when it comes to showing "home movies," he's a silent film star at heart. Like the bigshot he is, Popeye's going to sit back and provide the musical accompaniment and sound effects and dialogue, while Olive and Popeye's four hellspawn sit and watch the movie.
And so, the movie proper begins. I'll never understand why comedians always want to do the heavy dramatic stuff too. It seems to be an inevitability. I always go back to the example of "Weird Al" Yankovic, because even he does the occasional slow dramatic ballad. And yes, "Those Were the Good Old Days" and "You Don't Love Me Anymore" are kinda creepy. Of course, when it comes to songwriting, the first rule is to always give yourself a place to take a breath. Even rappers know that! Even the Fu-Schnickens knows that! Probably why The Mighty Mighty Bosstones are trying to phase out that awful "Impression That I Get" song, if only for the sake of the singer.
And so, Popeye's sad tale called Wages of Sin (Less 20%) starts in earnest. Let's secretly hope to ourselves that it's shorter than Von Stroheim's Greed. And right away, we see that even the visuals of the film need enhancement. Okay, sure, Popeye's got to make the rooster sound... but do a shadow version of it too? Oh my stars and gardens! Makes me think of how certain studio films tend not to integrate the opening credits into the movie; Falling Down is my favourite example. We'll save that for later... And so, the cartoon crescent moon of Krazy Kat fame awakens from its slumber and turns night into day with one gesture of its arm. Well, celestial beings seem / tend to do that, if only in poetry.
And so, the daylight shines on the world that Popeye has created. And true to a seemingly ancient tradition, the cartoon within a cartoon kinda sucks. Makes me think of that Porky cartoon, whose soundtrack was on that Carl Stalling CD that came out about... damn! Damn near twenty years ago now? Oh, I feel so old... Porky's Preview! That must be it! Anyway, we meet "cartoon Olive Oyl" who's actually not all that dissimilar to regular Olive Oyl, but cartoon Olive's quite a bit thinner. She's sawing on a piece of lumber, in a manner not so different from something that a Warner Brothers cartoon Indian might have been doing in order to be presented as foolish. We see that cartoon Olive is making a splint for a cartoon cow. Alas, it's too long, but for a reason: it gives Popeye an opportunity / excuse to provide the lowing sound of said cow.
And then... time for cartoon Popeye's intro. Boy, what is it with these close-ups that look like one thing, and the long shot that makes it look like another? Even Popeye himself can't get away from that flavour of gag! Popeye eventually arrives at Olive's farm, and they lovingly approach each other. But comedy's never too far away, and events arrange themselves so that Popeye ends up kissing the cow instead... on the bright side, the cow no longer needs the leg splints! Maybe it's a different cow... I'm telling you! This section of animation's an interesting one. Sure, the subject's a bit tawdry, but the footage it must have been rotoscoped from must have been a hoot. Anyway, Popeye eventually realizes his mistake, and approaches Olive instead. But just before Popeye goes in for a kiss, he finds himself suddenly repulsed by Olive. Olive's head morphs into that of a very lippy fish. But Angelina Jolie wasn't born yet at this point, so Popeye's still scared and afraid, wondering what he ever saw in Olive in the first place. So, he goes back to kissing the cow. Humour, baby! Still, if I were Olive, I'd be more than a little pissed off. Cartoon Olive angrily pulls Popeye away from the cow, and we don't get to see "real-life" Olive's reaction to it all. If she had any self-respect, she'd be a little pissed off. You know, like Robert Duvall in The Judge during the slanderous home movies! Filming the big accident... indeed. The very idea.
And so, after the cow starts to swoon from Popeye's passionate kisses, Popeye gets all dramatic and stuff. He could do Shakespeare! I never knew that. But Popeye's words are a little easier to decipher. Something about seeking his fortune in the big city. That most universal of dilemmas that face the middle class wage earners: do they focus on earning money? Or starting a family? Me myself, I now fall in between. But who knows? Maybe I'll start making some money again someday. I'd kinda like to!
Anyway, back to Popeye's picture. Popeye sets off to follow his Plan A. And even though he rejects Olive's offer of a kiss a second time, I'm suddenly feeling strangely positive about the whole thing. Maybe it's not that Popeye's repulsed by Olive and her feelings, but maybe he feels like he needs to earn the kiss. We'll just have to wait and see. (Spoiler alert: that's what happens)
And so, Popeye's out of the picture... incidentally, his body is a crudely drawn rectangle; on the other hand, it sure bends a lot. So, Popeye has left, and Olive is sad about it, and she starts to cry. MEANWHILE... we pan left, and here come the bad guys who will consume the rest of the picture. It's the dastardly landlord and his dastardly horse. But hey! At least someone is paying attention to Olive! Why, the dastardly bastard even kisses Olive!
No... no, Olive is a proud and chaste woman, and she has devoted her life to this Popeye character. She hates the landlord and everything he stands for. Plus, his horse is making untoward advances toward Olive's bovine. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww! What's a girl to do? Well, she grabs the nearest phone and calls to Popeye to save her! Fortunately, it's a cartoon phone, and it's right there, with a direct line to Popeye. We see Popeye hard at work in the big city carrying a sandwich board... Newt? What a strange-ass name! You mean, like the amphibian? What... ever. Anyway, Popeye drops everything like a true hero and runs to save his beloved Olive. In his unthinking haste, Popeye runs smack into a Keystone Kop, thereby inspiring that one car crash in 10. Popeye always respects an "ossifuh," but he doesn't have time to lock himself into a cell, as in Cops is Always Right. Anything to get out of a little housework. Sheesh!
I just don't know where to take the last Act Break, but perhaps this moment is a good one to do it with: we discover that Popeye's dubbing in cartoon Olive's voice. Cree-eepy!
ACT THREE
And so, a mighty chase ensues. However, as an action fan, I'm unable to take it too seriously, as it becomes more like a dream sequence. Not quite as bad as a series of unconnected gags, but close. We see Popeye wailing away on a pogo stick, we see Popeye in a boat rowing along... we see Olive commandeer the bad guy's horse, and the horse goes along with it! The bad guy summons bloodhounds with stick legs from out of thin air, we see Olive walking on water with giant ice cubes tied to her shoes... see what I mean? But the four nephews are getting into it. Kinda shocking to me, since they seem to have little to no respect for Popeye the rest of the time.
And then, more umbrage for Olive to take, as Popeye has a scene where Olive is barking at the bloodhounds, who are running away from Olive, scared half to death. And then... it's time to get tied to the railroad tracks. Now wouldn't that be a great bit of trivia to know? The first time in recorded history when someone got tied to a railroad track? Of course, it would depend on the person. Perhaps it's just a myth, like how guns are a great idea for home defense. Anyway, as in the very first Popeye cartoon, we get a close-up of the badly drawn train, and we see Popeye making its various sound effects... and what's the deal with Popeye's piano? Why are there two levels of keys? It's not a piano he's drawn for the film! Maybe the filmmakers confused themselves on that one.
Needles to say, Olive's in imminent danger, and Popeye better hurry his ass up... hmm! Notice how in the very first Popeye cartoon that Bluto ties Olive to the railroad tracks with the metal part of the tracks? She might be able to survive that! Get on that, Mythbusters!
Anyway, screenwriters take note: there's either a great lesson in this next part, or no lesson at all. For the next non-sequitur, we see Popeye riding an angry bull running along the railroad tracks. Popeye and the bull enter the train tunnel... then out comes the train. Popeye emerges a second later, and posts a sign on the tunnel that says "Free Hambergers." (sic) Sorry, "fresh" hamburgers. Alas, a cartoon Wimpy doesn't show up to stuff his fat ass face.
Perhaps this was the proper moment to take the Act break. I decided against having a nested level of Act breaks for the film within a film, but perhaps future generations who review this cartoon will know better to do that. As everyone says in Hollywood these days, WWJJAD? We see Popeye's four darling nephews watching the film once again, and the one nearest to the projector makes a grand sweeping motion with his tiny arm, and hits the speed lever on the projector, changing the speed from low to high. It's one of those early home projectors that doesn't handle the high speed very well. The projector starts to shake, and move along the table. But rather than just tell someone to flip the switch back, Popeye somehow instinctively knows that this is just the break he needs to give the film a little extra oomph. Why, Popeye's film within a film itself seems to change its content based on this speed change! In this scene, we can tell that the content of Popeye's film is not as important as how its audience has to change position to watch what's happening. Apparently, no one dares tinker with the projector, as it flails about wildly.
At this point in Popeye's film, Popeye is riding in a kangaroo's pouch towards his destination. Slip sliding away, indeed! Art students, take note of the thickness of the line around the kangaroo's body. You know, for emphasis. At one point, the projector ends up showing Popeye's film on the moon. Why? Because a) it can, and b) wow! What an idea! Kinda looks like the opening of the original Honeymooners TV show. And, of course, my favourite part of Popeye's accompanying music is right here, where he plays two notes with one instrument, then quickly switches.
Meanwhile, Popeye's audience of five are still chasing the movie all over the floor and up the wall. They end up hanging from the chandelier. I like this part here because, once again, what's happening in the film is not that important, as the action in the rest of the room. Good image, though! A close-up of the bad guy's grinning mug.
EPILOGUE
Now, you're probably thinking to yourself, there must be one last way to insult Olive! Well, the filmmakers have thought of one. As Olive's hanging from the chandelier (the four nephews are scattered on the floor, having fallen off the ceiling), the ending of Popeye's film ends up getting projected onto Olive's now bulbous nose. Popeye decks the bad guy, then eats his ubiquitous spinach! Bad-ass. Now, Popeye's punched out at least two trains, so it's time for something different. Here, he doesn't take the Luddite path to saving Olive, but rather turns himself into a digging machine, and quickly builds a tunnel of sorts underneath cartoon Olive so the train can safely pass under her. Cartoon trains only, mind you. A real train would need a less steep grade and a slower speed to... you get the idea. And so, cartoon Popeye kisses Olive in earnest, drawing a curtain down over them to make it seem that much naughtier. They're in love again! Still, if I were Olive, I'd be...
Anyway, that's it, folks! Another end to another long series of cartoons. I'd be a little more misty eyed over the whole enterprise if I didn't feel so rushed. But what to profile next?... damn. I just realized that there's all these miscellaneous shorts on these Popeye DVDs! Guess I better look at those next.
****
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
ACT ONE
First off, a checklist. No shame in a checklist these days. The hot trend among doctors is to have a checklist of all the things they need to do. Especially surgeons. At the top of the surgeon's list: Number One. DON'T LEAVE STUFF INSIDE YOUR PATIENTS. Tools, sponges, watches, whatever. But that's how sacred the bond is between surgeon and patient. There could be five helpers watching him leave a bone saw inside a patient next to their spleen, but none of them are going to speak up and get their ass fired. Screw that! Oh, screw that type stuff! Especially these days.
Of course, the animator's checklist is a little less drastic, as you can see from the attached picture I have yet to attach. It's merely a list of the ingredients, if you will, that go into an animated picture. They've dumbed it down for the mass audience, of course, using paper instead of clear cels... oh, right. It's "cartooning" for HOME movies. Cels and paint are a little too rich for the home market's blood. I have no idea what you'd need tacks for; shows you what I know! Sheesh. And so, with tons of paper surrounding him, Popeye gets to work.
...or does he? This is where a Sharon Stone-type muse comes into play and gives the artist an idea for a freakin' film. Popeye's method of finding inspiration is much like that of Bill Plympton: he just looks around for things in his studio to use as a plot... prop? Plot prop... something like that. Anyway, it's time for one of those things that the warning at the beginning of the Popeye DVD warned us about... as well as a more conventional, still heavily regulated thing that inspires Popeye that we weren't warned about. Well I never! I thought these were family friendly pictures. That's what I get for straying too far from Disney.
Thankfully, after a live agent from the Hays Office intervenes, it's back on track, and Popeye eventually settles on an idea that will allow him to start churning out the sequential paper images. Windsor McCay only wishes it were that easy; or that he would have thought to hire a couple interns, either way.
ACT TWO
...already? Well, even though Popeye's a big movie star and what not, when it comes to showing "home movies," he's a silent film star at heart. Like the bigshot he is, Popeye's going to sit back and provide the musical accompaniment and sound effects and dialogue, while Olive and Popeye's four hellspawn sit and watch the movie.
And so, the movie proper begins. I'll never understand why comedians always want to do the heavy dramatic stuff too. It seems to be an inevitability. I always go back to the example of "Weird Al" Yankovic, because even he does the occasional slow dramatic ballad. And yes, "Those Were the Good Old Days" and "You Don't Love Me Anymore" are kinda creepy. Of course, when it comes to songwriting, the first rule is to always give yourself a place to take a breath. Even rappers know that! Even the Fu-Schnickens knows that! Probably why The Mighty Mighty Bosstones are trying to phase out that awful "Impression That I Get" song, if only for the sake of the singer.
And so, Popeye's sad tale called Wages of Sin (Less 20%) starts in earnest. Let's secretly hope to ourselves that it's shorter than Von Stroheim's Greed. And right away, we see that even the visuals of the film need enhancement. Okay, sure, Popeye's got to make the rooster sound... but do a shadow version of it too? Oh my stars and gardens! Makes me think of how certain studio films tend not to integrate the opening credits into the movie; Falling Down is my favourite example. We'll save that for later... And so, the cartoon crescent moon of Krazy Kat fame awakens from its slumber and turns night into day with one gesture of its arm. Well, celestial beings seem / tend to do that, if only in poetry.
And so, the daylight shines on the world that Popeye has created. And true to a seemingly ancient tradition, the cartoon within a cartoon kinda sucks. Makes me think of that Porky cartoon, whose soundtrack was on that Carl Stalling CD that came out about... damn! Damn near twenty years ago now? Oh, I feel so old... Porky's Preview! That must be it! Anyway, we meet "cartoon Olive Oyl" who's actually not all that dissimilar to regular Olive Oyl, but cartoon Olive's quite a bit thinner. She's sawing on a piece of lumber, in a manner not so different from something that a Warner Brothers cartoon Indian might have been doing in order to be presented as foolish. We see that cartoon Olive is making a splint for a cartoon cow. Alas, it's too long, but for a reason: it gives Popeye an opportunity / excuse to provide the lowing sound of said cow.
And then... time for cartoon Popeye's intro. Boy, what is it with these close-ups that look like one thing, and the long shot that makes it look like another? Even Popeye himself can't get away from that flavour of gag! Popeye eventually arrives at Olive's farm, and they lovingly approach each other. But comedy's never too far away, and events arrange themselves so that Popeye ends up kissing the cow instead... on the bright side, the cow no longer needs the leg splints! Maybe it's a different cow... I'm telling you! This section of animation's an interesting one. Sure, the subject's a bit tawdry, but the footage it must have been rotoscoped from must have been a hoot. Anyway, Popeye eventually realizes his mistake, and approaches Olive instead. But just before Popeye goes in for a kiss, he finds himself suddenly repulsed by Olive. Olive's head morphs into that of a very lippy fish. But Angelina Jolie wasn't born yet at this point, so Popeye's still scared and afraid, wondering what he ever saw in Olive in the first place. So, he goes back to kissing the cow. Humour, baby! Still, if I were Olive, I'd be more than a little pissed off. Cartoon Olive angrily pulls Popeye away from the cow, and we don't get to see "real-life" Olive's reaction to it all. If she had any self-respect, she'd be a little pissed off. You know, like Robert Duvall in The Judge during the slanderous home movies! Filming the big accident... indeed. The very idea.
And so, after the cow starts to swoon from Popeye's passionate kisses, Popeye gets all dramatic and stuff. He could do Shakespeare! I never knew that. But Popeye's words are a little easier to decipher. Something about seeking his fortune in the big city. That most universal of dilemmas that face the middle class wage earners: do they focus on earning money? Or starting a family? Me myself, I now fall in between. But who knows? Maybe I'll start making some money again someday. I'd kinda like to!
Anyway, back to Popeye's picture. Popeye sets off to follow his Plan A. And even though he rejects Olive's offer of a kiss a second time, I'm suddenly feeling strangely positive about the whole thing. Maybe it's not that Popeye's repulsed by Olive and her feelings, but maybe he feels like he needs to earn the kiss. We'll just have to wait and see. (Spoiler alert: that's what happens)
And so, Popeye's out of the picture... incidentally, his body is a crudely drawn rectangle; on the other hand, it sure bends a lot. So, Popeye has left, and Olive is sad about it, and she starts to cry. MEANWHILE... we pan left, and here come the bad guys who will consume the rest of the picture. It's the dastardly landlord and his dastardly horse. But hey! At least someone is paying attention to Olive! Why, the dastardly bastard even kisses Olive!
No... no, Olive is a proud and chaste woman, and she has devoted her life to this Popeye character. She hates the landlord and everything he stands for. Plus, his horse is making untoward advances toward Olive's bovine. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww! What's a girl to do? Well, she grabs the nearest phone and calls to Popeye to save her! Fortunately, it's a cartoon phone, and it's right there, with a direct line to Popeye. We see Popeye hard at work in the big city carrying a sandwich board... Newt? What a strange-ass name! You mean, like the amphibian? What... ever. Anyway, Popeye drops everything like a true hero and runs to save his beloved Olive. In his unthinking haste, Popeye runs smack into a Keystone Kop, thereby inspiring that one car crash in 10. Popeye always respects an "ossifuh," but he doesn't have time to lock himself into a cell, as in Cops is Always Right. Anything to get out of a little housework. Sheesh!
I just don't know where to take the last Act Break, but perhaps this moment is a good one to do it with: we discover that Popeye's dubbing in cartoon Olive's voice. Cree-eepy!
ACT THREE
And so, a mighty chase ensues. However, as an action fan, I'm unable to take it too seriously, as it becomes more like a dream sequence. Not quite as bad as a series of unconnected gags, but close. We see Popeye wailing away on a pogo stick, we see Popeye in a boat rowing along... we see Olive commandeer the bad guy's horse, and the horse goes along with it! The bad guy summons bloodhounds with stick legs from out of thin air, we see Olive walking on water with giant ice cubes tied to her shoes... see what I mean? But the four nephews are getting into it. Kinda shocking to me, since they seem to have little to no respect for Popeye the rest of the time.
And then, more umbrage for Olive to take, as Popeye has a scene where Olive is barking at the bloodhounds, who are running away from Olive, scared half to death. And then... it's time to get tied to the railroad tracks. Now wouldn't that be a great bit of trivia to know? The first time in recorded history when someone got tied to a railroad track? Of course, it would depend on the person. Perhaps it's just a myth, like how guns are a great idea for home defense. Anyway, as in the very first Popeye cartoon, we get a close-up of the badly drawn train, and we see Popeye making its various sound effects... and what's the deal with Popeye's piano? Why are there two levels of keys? It's not a piano he's drawn for the film! Maybe the filmmakers confused themselves on that one.
Needles to say, Olive's in imminent danger, and Popeye better hurry his ass up... hmm! Notice how in the very first Popeye cartoon that Bluto ties Olive to the railroad tracks with the metal part of the tracks? She might be able to survive that! Get on that, Mythbusters!
Anyway, screenwriters take note: there's either a great lesson in this next part, or no lesson at all. For the next non-sequitur, we see Popeye riding an angry bull running along the railroad tracks. Popeye and the bull enter the train tunnel... then out comes the train. Popeye emerges a second later, and posts a sign on the tunnel that says "Free Hambergers." (sic) Sorry, "fresh" hamburgers. Alas, a cartoon Wimpy doesn't show up to stuff his fat ass face.
Perhaps this was the proper moment to take the Act break. I decided against having a nested level of Act breaks for the film within a film, but perhaps future generations who review this cartoon will know better to do that. As everyone says in Hollywood these days, WWJJAD? We see Popeye's four darling nephews watching the film once again, and the one nearest to the projector makes a grand sweeping motion with his tiny arm, and hits the speed lever on the projector, changing the speed from low to high. It's one of those early home projectors that doesn't handle the high speed very well. The projector starts to shake, and move along the table. But rather than just tell someone to flip the switch back, Popeye somehow instinctively knows that this is just the break he needs to give the film a little extra oomph. Why, Popeye's film within a film itself seems to change its content based on this speed change! In this scene, we can tell that the content of Popeye's film is not as important as how its audience has to change position to watch what's happening. Apparently, no one dares tinker with the projector, as it flails about wildly.
At this point in Popeye's film, Popeye is riding in a kangaroo's pouch towards his destination. Slip sliding away, indeed! Art students, take note of the thickness of the line around the kangaroo's body. You know, for emphasis. At one point, the projector ends up showing Popeye's film on the moon. Why? Because a) it can, and b) wow! What an idea! Kinda looks like the opening of the original Honeymooners TV show. And, of course, my favourite part of Popeye's accompanying music is right here, where he plays two notes with one instrument, then quickly switches.
Meanwhile, Popeye's audience of five are still chasing the movie all over the floor and up the wall. They end up hanging from the chandelier. I like this part here because, once again, what's happening in the film is not that important, as the action in the rest of the room. Good image, though! A close-up of the bad guy's grinning mug.
EPILOGUE
Now, you're probably thinking to yourself, there must be one last way to insult Olive! Well, the filmmakers have thought of one. As Olive's hanging from the chandelier (the four nephews are scattered on the floor, having fallen off the ceiling), the ending of Popeye's film ends up getting projected onto Olive's now bulbous nose. Popeye decks the bad guy, then eats his ubiquitous spinach! Bad-ass. Now, Popeye's punched out at least two trains, so it's time for something different. Here, he doesn't take the Luddite path to saving Olive, but rather turns himself into a digging machine, and quickly builds a tunnel of sorts underneath cartoon Olive so the train can safely pass under her. Cartoon trains only, mind you. A real train would need a less steep grade and a slower speed to... you get the idea. And so, cartoon Popeye kisses Olive in earnest, drawing a curtain down over them to make it seem that much naughtier. They're in love again! Still, if I were Olive, I'd be...
Anyway, that's it, folks! Another end to another long series of cartoons. I'd be a little more misty eyed over the whole enterprise if I didn't feel so rushed. But what to profile next?... damn. I just realized that there's all these miscellaneous shorts on these Popeye DVDs! Guess I better look at those next.
****
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Auteur Watch - Kathleen Collins
Sadly, our next auteur has thrown off this mortal coil, but the work stands on. Kathleen managed to complete two films in her short lifetime: The Cruz Brothers and Miss Malloy and Losing Ground, which seems to have left a bigger journalistic footprint than the former. Sure, they're not the greatest films in the world, but Miss or Mrs. Collins dedicated her life to telling the greatest story of all... her own! Judging from the subject matter of Losing Ground, I'm guessing she was a Mrs., and a slightly unhappy one at that. And if that's not what cinema's all about, then I don't know what.
b.o. 4-12-15... holy crap! My taxes!
Let's see how well Furious 7 does in its second week! Well, according to my highly-detailed records, Furious 6 hung in there for six weeks! Two weeks at #1. Of course, Furious 6 cost $160 million to make... dayamn. Think about that! That's a very, very expensive sixth installment of a franchise. In contrast, Saw VI cost only $11 million. Friday the 13th Part VI cost... dude, someone needs to fix the IMDb Connections pages of the various Friday the 13th films. Then again, it's not a one man job. Plus, the Nightmare on Elm Street films are all tangled up in there too. Kinda ridiculous. I thought they were first joined at the hip in 2003. Anyway, the sixth installment of Friday the 13th cost only 3 million dollars, according to said IMDb. The point being, they'd turn the Fast and Furious series into a soap opera if it weren't so damn cost prohibitive. Also, action scenes take longer to plan out than soap operas. I mean, if they're to be done well. Soap operas have different standards of quality. It's almost a different universe, populated by people pretty enough to be on television, but not pretty enough for feature films. Yes, there are exceptions.
(Sunday proper) Well, this is kinda interesting! Both of the debuts from last week, Furious 7 and Woman in Gold stay put at where they were in the top 10, with Furious 7 staying at #1, and Woman staying at #7. Probably for the best in the latter case. Meanwhile, debuting at #3 is Nicholas Sparks' latest: a little indie called The Longest Ride. Reminds me of that time about 20 years ago now when I called up the local video store and asked about Fargo. The clerk on the phone asked me "...is that an adult film?" Apparently, the titles of adult films made all the difference in the world back then. Now, people don't usually pay attention to who's directing the latest Nicholas Sparks tripe-fest, so I decided to check it out. Turns out, it's a black dude named George Tillman Jr.! What the deuce? Just goes to show you how far we've come as Americans, perhaps how much farther we have yet to go, but I say it's a good sign when a black dude can direct a Nicholas Sparks love fest in his sleep. After all, Nicholas Sparks novels are for everybody!
So while Sparks is back on top of his game, the icons of yesteryear have taken a turn for the worse. Al Pacino's latest, called Danny Collins, debuts at #9 after a rather extensive TV ad carpet bombing. Sure, it seems down for the count now, but wait three months, and you'll be able to buy it in a two-pack at Costco with Michael Keaton's Jack Frost. Kinda similar, right? Down-on-their-luck rock stars... never mind. As for While We're Young, well, I guess the American movie-going public decided they'd rather watch it while they're old... if that. Maybe if we're allowed to sleep through it.
(Sunday proper) Well, this is kinda interesting! Both of the debuts from last week, Furious 7 and Woman in Gold stay put at where they were in the top 10, with Furious 7 staying at #1, and Woman staying at #7. Probably for the best in the latter case. Meanwhile, debuting at #3 is Nicholas Sparks' latest: a little indie called The Longest Ride. Reminds me of that time about 20 years ago now when I called up the local video store and asked about Fargo. The clerk on the phone asked me "...is that an adult film?" Apparently, the titles of adult films made all the difference in the world back then. Now, people don't usually pay attention to who's directing the latest Nicholas Sparks tripe-fest, so I decided to check it out. Turns out, it's a black dude named George Tillman Jr.! What the deuce? Just goes to show you how far we've come as Americans, perhaps how much farther we have yet to go, but I say it's a good sign when a black dude can direct a Nicholas Sparks love fest in his sleep. After all, Nicholas Sparks novels are for everybody!
So while Sparks is back on top of his game, the icons of yesteryear have taken a turn for the worse. Al Pacino's latest, called Danny Collins, debuts at #9 after a rather extensive TV ad carpet bombing. Sure, it seems down for the count now, but wait three months, and you'll be able to buy it in a two-pack at Costco with Michael Keaton's Jack Frost. Kinda similar, right? Down-on-their-luck rock stars... never mind. As for While We're Young, well, I guess the American movie-going public decided they'd rather watch it while they're old... if that. Maybe if we're allowed to sleep through it.
Thursday, April 02, 2015
Short Reviews - April 2015
Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein -Mitt Romney's favourite Laurel and Hardy film
Beautiful Creatures - With Margo Martindale as the Ugly Duckling
Being There - Okay, I confess. I'm obsessed with Basketball Jones now. Kinda hard to believe that it's best known for being in this movie. Go figure.
Better Call Saul season finale - Wow! I can understand how all our Better Call Sauls got deleted from the DVR, but they're not in the Deleted Recordings file! That's cold. Anyway, two thoughts: 1) I was hoping they wouldn't go for the South Park-ish cheap soft serve joke, but it fits with the character, arguably. And 2) it's probably been done somewhere else before, but there was something poignant about Slippin' Jimmy's fat friend's last dying words being "This was the greatest week of my life." Maybe these economists are on to something. The Hedonic model! Make things fun! Sheryl Crow and the other girls just want to have some fun!
Charade - Where's the MONEY, Cary-Grant-ski?
National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation - ...in April on TV? Whatever. Personally, I think the cinematography's far too serious and moody for such a raucous and high-spirited comedy, but what do I know
Copycat - I'm just listening to it from the other room, and... really? A car alarm as an instrument of psychological torture? I guess it could work!
Dirty Dancing - So the hot meme trending on the social media tubes right now is: which dead movie star would you resurrect for one last movie? The finite list of choices we get are: Heath Ledger, P. S. Hoffman, Brittany Murphy, Michael Clarke Duncan, Patrick Swayze, Marilyn Monroe, Paul Walker, Bruce Lee, Ryan Dunn, Rob(b)in Williams, Bernie Mac, and Cory Monteith. So, a couple nods to this generation. Now, if I were real good, I'd come up with films for all of the listed stars. But really, who wouldn't want to see the real sequel to Dirty Dancing? Not that Havana Nights crap, but Patrick alive and kicking, still married to Jennifer Grey and her new nose? Oh, the stories they could tell! Of course, judging from the body of work of screenwriter extraordinaire Eleanor Bergstein, it'd probably be nothing but generalized clichés. But who knows? Maybe that's just her life!
Effie Gray - Shocking, Emma Thompson! You kiss your grandchildren with that potty mouth?
The Expendables 3 - Welp, we just watched it... a slight improvement over the second one, but I dunno. The explosions looked too fake, methinks. As an action fan, I'm used to the bigger carbon footprints of old
Going Clear: Scientology and the Prison of Belief - Scientology is probably the religion that the capitalist system ultimately deserves, but I still believe that its every building should be razed to the ground with something less powerful than those atom bombs they use to blow up volcanoes. A miscarriage of justice.
"Grey's Anatomy" - I don't normally like to put TV shows in these things, but I've just been handed an important Facebook alert, telling me that, and I'll quote it verbatim here... "ABC broadcasts episode written by series creator Shonda Rhimes." And, oh, I dunno. Somehow it doesn't rise to the level of Judd Apatow's Simpsons episodes, but whatever. Someone paid a lot of money for that "news" blurb, that's the main thing.
Hot Pursuit (2015) - The trailers make it look like a dumb chase movie. I just hope it's not a fake dumb chase movie
The Longest Ride - Some big shot at Yahoo ranked all the Nicholas Sparks adaptations from 1 to 10... but I couldn't tell if 10 was the best or the worst. The Longest Ride, judging from the trailers, probably has the best male torso! I have an idea for some wise-ass grad student. Try and find a way to do like Kurt Vonnegut's Cinderella thing, and turn all of Sparks' ten movies into curves, and show us all how close they are to each other.
Now You See Me - With Joan Riegert as Casino Guest (uncredited)
One Man's Way - Featuring the back of Tom Skerritt's head... the part I saw, anyway
Paul Blart 2 - As long as it doesn't cross paths with Pixels, then I'm happy
Pitch Perfect 2 - Oh boy! I can't wait! How's Rebel Wilson going to debase herself on a stripper pole now?
The Ridiculous Six (6) - Because even Adam Sandler gets tired of making his usual flavour of crap. Guess he should've gone with Pawnee instead of Apache. And Choctaw and Navajo.
True Story - Oh, Jonah Hill and James Franco are just trying to scare me... aren't they?
The V.I.P.s - Now I know where A Clockwork Orange got its (credits) font from.
The Whales of August - Shyeah, more like late November, early December, if you catch my drift!
Beautiful Creatures - With Margo Martindale as the Ugly Duckling
Being There - Okay, I confess. I'm obsessed with Basketball Jones now. Kinda hard to believe that it's best known for being in this movie. Go figure.
Better Call Saul season finale - Wow! I can understand how all our Better Call Sauls got deleted from the DVR, but they're not in the Deleted Recordings file! That's cold. Anyway, two thoughts: 1) I was hoping they wouldn't go for the South Park-ish cheap soft serve joke, but it fits with the character, arguably. And 2) it's probably been done somewhere else before, but there was something poignant about Slippin' Jimmy's fat friend's last dying words being "This was the greatest week of my life." Maybe these economists are on to something. The Hedonic model! Make things fun! Sheryl Crow and the other girls just want to have some fun!
Charade - Where's the MONEY, Cary-Grant-ski?
National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation - ...in April on TV? Whatever. Personally, I think the cinematography's far too serious and moody for such a raucous and high-spirited comedy, but what do I know
Copycat - I'm just listening to it from the other room, and... really? A car alarm as an instrument of psychological torture? I guess it could work!
Dirty Dancing - So the hot meme trending on the social media tubes right now is: which dead movie star would you resurrect for one last movie? The finite list of choices we get are: Heath Ledger, P. S. Hoffman, Brittany Murphy, Michael Clarke Duncan, Patrick Swayze, Marilyn Monroe, Paul Walker, Bruce Lee, Ryan Dunn, Rob(b)in Williams, Bernie Mac, and Cory Monteith. So, a couple nods to this generation. Now, if I were real good, I'd come up with films for all of the listed stars. But really, who wouldn't want to see the real sequel to Dirty Dancing? Not that Havana Nights crap, but Patrick alive and kicking, still married to Jennifer Grey and her new nose? Oh, the stories they could tell! Of course, judging from the body of work of screenwriter extraordinaire Eleanor Bergstein, it'd probably be nothing but generalized clichés. But who knows? Maybe that's just her life!
Effie Gray - Shocking, Emma Thompson! You kiss your grandchildren with that potty mouth?
The Expendables 3 - Welp, we just watched it... a slight improvement over the second one, but I dunno. The explosions looked too fake, methinks. As an action fan, I'm used to the bigger carbon footprints of old
Going Clear: Scientology and the Prison of Belief - Scientology is probably the religion that the capitalist system ultimately deserves, but I still believe that its every building should be razed to the ground with something less powerful than those atom bombs they use to blow up volcanoes. A miscarriage of justice.
"Grey's Anatomy" - I don't normally like to put TV shows in these things, but I've just been handed an important Facebook alert, telling me that, and I'll quote it verbatim here... "ABC broadcasts episode written by series creator Shonda Rhimes." And, oh, I dunno. Somehow it doesn't rise to the level of Judd Apatow's Simpsons episodes, but whatever. Someone paid a lot of money for that "news" blurb, that's the main thing.
Hot Pursuit (2015) - The trailers make it look like a dumb chase movie. I just hope it's not a fake dumb chase movie
The Longest Ride - Some big shot at Yahoo ranked all the Nicholas Sparks adaptations from 1 to 10... but I couldn't tell if 10 was the best or the worst. The Longest Ride, judging from the trailers, probably has the best male torso! I have an idea for some wise-ass grad student. Try and find a way to do like Kurt Vonnegut's Cinderella thing, and turn all of Sparks' ten movies into curves, and show us all how close they are to each other.
Now You See Me - With Joan Riegert as Casino Guest (uncredited)
One Man's Way - Featuring the back of Tom Skerritt's head... the part I saw, anyway
Paul Blart 2 - As long as it doesn't cross paths with Pixels, then I'm happy
Pitch Perfect 2 - Oh boy! I can't wait! How's Rebel Wilson going to debase herself on a stripper pole now?
The Ridiculous Six (6) - Because even Adam Sandler gets tired of making his usual flavour of crap. Guess he should've gone with Pawnee instead of Apache. And Choctaw and Navajo.
True Story - Oh, Jonah Hill and James Franco are just trying to scare me... aren't they?
The V.I.P.s - Now I know where A Clockwork Orange got its (credits) font from.
The Whales of August - Shyeah, more like late November, early December, if you catch my drift!
Monday, March 30, 2015
Peck Up Your Troubles
Our next to last Popeye cartoon is called Wood-Peckin', and some might call it a thematic tour de force. There's certainly a case to be made for that, as it represents Popeye's gain of an environmental footprint, where normally such things have mattered only slightly, and typically not at all, as in the classic Wild Elephinks, where the chaos of nature must be tamed by man, or the classic Shiver Me Timbers! where the chaos of nature and the afterlife get both their asses kicked by Popeye.
ACT ONE
As with previous Popeye cartoons, we start with a close-up image that isn't quite what it seems to be. In the case of Wood-Peckin', it's a boat that appears to be floating on the turbulent ocean waters... when, in fact, it's just being carried to the water over Mima Mounds-esque terrain, so that from our very specific vantage point it gives the illusion of being on the water.
Further partaking in the mysteries of world-class showmanship, Popeye drops his boat into the water, then says "Time to give it a mast!" ...something like that. Incidentally, the sound of the boat dropping into the water seems vaguely familiar. It's probably a foley artist hitting a tub full of water with their hand, and it's probably been used before. Just saying.
A lot of time-stretching in this one so far, but voice maven Jack Mercer gets to stretch his chops a little by playing a pelican with a dufus voice. Spoiler alert: the song is "When the SWALLOWS come back to Capistrano," dude. No pelicans allowed!! Also, Popeye's up in the air, obeying the laws of cartoon physics, just as Elmer Fudd did in Wabbit Twouble... and yet, that upstart Wile E. Coyote is best known for it. In Popeye's case, he falls and loses his clothes in the process... hmm! That's been happening a lot lately. Is Popeye turning into a compulsive nudist? Good Lourdes. The parts of him that we can see are bad enough as it is.
Next scene: Popeye's property proper... hmm! I don't think we've ever been invited to that before. Sure, we've been to plenty of boats and workplaces and apartments, and other peoples' houses... anyway, Popeye is off to find a tree worthy to be turned into a mast. Again, the first tree he encounters isn't quite what it seems at first. Well, if you've got a clever gag, beat it to death, I always say.
ACT TWO
And then... the next tree we get to is the one that will consume the rest of the pic. We find a rather handsome-looking woodpecker inside putting the finishing touches on its home within the tree. I'm suddenly reminded of Olive's typing at the beginning of the one they did about Aladdin. I'll post the link to my old review to help boost my hit count, heh heh heh...
And so, while the woodpecker's finishing up his homemade "Home Sweet Home" sign, Popeye throws the first strike with the axe. Now, partly to save some wear and tear on the animators, and partly because there's darn good reason to, time is stretched on the resulting reverberations from Popeye's axe. Clearly, the opposite focus as compared to Axe Me Another. Needles to say, the woodpecker gets all shook up once the reverberation has risen to his level.
Furious, the woodpecker looks to see what the hell's going on outside. The woodpecker spots the intruder and, acting quickly, flies down to ground level like a bat out of hell, but sounding like a B-19. Now, for those of you who saw that documentary about hummingbird mating rituals, this next scene just might resonate with you, so to speak. I'm no bird nerd, but the gist of it is that the male hummingbird flies high into the air, then flies back down as quickly as it can, making a loud chirp at just the right moment. All that to attract a mate. The poor things work so hard. Well, they have no beef with humans because they're one of the cute, non-threatening species we love. Woodpeckers, on the other hand, especially the cartoon ones... they're on their own. Anyway, the unnamed woodpecker here does a similar motion, but pecks the metal head off of the axe before flying back up into the air. Popeye never knew what hit him. Why, I'm sort of reminded of that scene with the crowbar in The Big Lebowski... I know, I know, I've got to take my anti-Lebowski meds again. Anyway, Popeye's still unaware of the woodpecker at this point... and I'm just going to leave the visual gag to brighter minds than mine to psychoanalyze... okay, I'll get the ball rolling. Boy! That tree's been working out!
Next scene: the woodpecker speaks! As either Wikipedia or the IMDb will surely point out, it's a bad impression of Edward G. Robinson. Not only that, it's Bogey's line from Casablanca that the little seagull uses! What, no "Rocky's really mad now" action? What, is Eddie G. molded whitefish or something? But no sooner is the woodpecker finished complaining than it's time for another axe strike... two thoughts. One, what is the deal with this whole "no sooner" and "than" stuff, anyway? I tried reading this website and I still can't figure it out. And two, boy! That Popeye can really fix an ax!
Needles to say, the woodpecker's state of mind isn't getting less angry. The woodpecker flies down again, does more pecking at the ax, then changes its strategy of dealing with Popeye. The woodpecker states its case to Popeye, that the tree is its home. For now, Popeye is unmoved, claiming eminent domain and property rights and what not. Of course, Popeye's not one for nuanced debate, and he makes the mistake of calling the woodpecker a "squatter." "Squatter? I'm a woodpecker!" says the woodpecker. The woodpecker then results to a spicier flavour of physical violence against Popeye; among other things, the woodpecker pulls Popeye's hat down over his face and honks Popeye's nose-horn. A note to all the kids out there: never honk a nose horn angry. When you honk a nose horn, you're supposed to be out of your tiny little mind. This woodpecker's far too sober.
Okay, I'm just going to assume that the woodpecker's a "he" from this point on out. Okay, maybe he's a very butch lesbo, I dunno. Either way. And so, the woodpecker orders Popeye to leave the tree alone. Doubling down on his efforts, Popeye says "No woodpecker's gonna make a monkey out of me!" ...oh, wait. That's not the right line. He actually says "No woodpecker's gonna stop ME from gettin' a mast!" Oh yeah, that's a much better line. Much funnier. And it reminds us of the plot! And so, Popeye chops at the tree a third time, ignoring the woodpecker's advice at his peril. For you fans of realistic audio out there, you'll like this part: the woodpecker sharpens its beak in a pencil sharpener. Take that, Walter Murch and Ben Burtt!
And so, this time the woodpecker pecks at Popeye's kidneys, sending Popeye flying very, very high into the air. A tree slows Popeye's descent to the ground. Boy, barnyard humour. Someone somewhere got the idea that, in cartoons, the sharpness of axes can split a tree in half in a single blow. I believe Popeye did that once in Axe Me Another. I believe it also happened in The Eager Beaver... CHUCK JONES'S WARNER BROTHERS CARTOON, that is. Boy, some people. Anyway, to make a long story short, Popeye cuts down practically a whole forest before landing back on his boat.
"Hey, stupid! Is this your boat?" asks the woodpecker. Oh dude... spit just got real. I think it's Act Break time.
ACT THREE
Boy! Tough to keep this blog clean. It just gets harder and harder to do. Anyway, as foretold by the line of questioning, the woodpecker proceeds to destroy Popeye's boat. Not completely, just enough to really piss Popeye off. In Popeye's heightened state of mind, the woodpecker's able to trick him. I'm reminded of the Third Act of the Bugs Bunny cartoon the mortals call Easter Yeggs. I hesitate to call it a classic, as it's directed by one of the McKimsons. You can find it on YouTube because even the copyright lawyers looking out for Warner Bros. best interests don't give a sh... crap about that one. Of course, unlike Easter Yeggs, the woodpecker rides on Popeye's back as Popeye heads left to his doom. Popeye ends up running through an empty log, following it all the way to its narrowed top, getting stuck in the process. Clearly this moment in cinema is so unique that it has no equal and has spawned no imitators... oh, wait. Probably Wile E. Coyote... yup, that classic called Soup or Sonic. Also a similar gag in either Odd Ant Out or I've Got Ants in my Plans, one of those two. Then of course, there's the gag that sends Elmer Fudd off the deep end at the beginning of The Big Snooze. But I digress. Popeye tells the woodpecker "Get me out of here!!" The woodpecker obliges, but in the worst way by sawing off the offending part of the tree. Well, it's less psychologically damaging than that one Tom and Jerry... SHEEEEEESH!!!
And so, once Popeye liberates himself from the teeny hunk of wood his whole body was stuffed into, that's it. All bets are off. Popeye changes his tree-chopping strategy drastically. He's no longer savoring every swing of the axe. Without the aid of spinach, mind you, Popeye launches into the tree like a Bush-era environmental protection. The woodpecker is unaware of the vibrations from this, and is only aware once the angle of the tree starts to change... you know, from Popeye pushing the tree over. A tug of war of sorts erupts over the tree, with Popeye pushing this way, and the woodpecker pushing that... hmm! I must be thinking of this disturbing Sesame Street bit. Anyway, for a while in this test of strength, the woodpecker is somehow Popeye's equal, even employing a bit of technology to help out! But ultimately, Popeye prevails, to the relief of some in the audience, but he's a good sport and he saves the woodpecker from getting crushed by the tree. But they both end up running out of the falling tree's way. Reminds me of that Roger Rabbit cartoo... focus, The Movie Hooligan! Focus!
EPILOGUE
Ah, I love a good cry. Even though Popeye and the woodpecker can see where the tree is going to fall, they end up in one of the tree's tiny "windows," much like Buster in Steamboat Bill Jr., I believe it was. The woodpecker starts mourning the loss of his home, which makes Popeye cry as well. Of course, it's probably not as good as the big tearful finale of The Old Grey Hare, but why pit cartoons against each other? To add to the poignancy of the moment, one of Popeye's tears extinguishes the flame of his corn cob pipe.
As for the two-state solution to appease both sides, well... I'm sorry, I mean Popeye and the woodpecker. Well, as you can see from the usual close-up, the woodpecker's got a home, but we pan back again to see the larger context. The woodpecker's got a home that looks like a tree, but it's sitting atop Popeye's mast! Somehow I don't think this arrangement is going to last. And what with this being a WWII-era cartoon and all, the woodpecker makes explicit the point that a home is worth fighting for. So the question is, does that make Popeye Hitler and the woodpecker America? Or does it make Popeye America and the woodpecker Great Britain? I think the lesson is a third option: once the humans get finished fighting... the animals are next.
***1/2
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
ACT ONE
As with previous Popeye cartoons, we start with a close-up image that isn't quite what it seems to be. In the case of Wood-Peckin', it's a boat that appears to be floating on the turbulent ocean waters... when, in fact, it's just being carried to the water over Mima Mounds-esque terrain, so that from our very specific vantage point it gives the illusion of being on the water.
Further partaking in the mysteries of world-class showmanship, Popeye drops his boat into the water, then says "Time to give it a mast!" ...something like that. Incidentally, the sound of the boat dropping into the water seems vaguely familiar. It's probably a foley artist hitting a tub full of water with their hand, and it's probably been used before. Just saying.
A lot of time-stretching in this one so far, but voice maven Jack Mercer gets to stretch his chops a little by playing a pelican with a dufus voice. Spoiler alert: the song is "When the SWALLOWS come back to Capistrano," dude. No pelicans allowed!! Also, Popeye's up in the air, obeying the laws of cartoon physics, just as Elmer Fudd did in Wabbit Twouble... and yet, that upstart Wile E. Coyote is best known for it. In Popeye's case, he falls and loses his clothes in the process... hmm! That's been happening a lot lately. Is Popeye turning into a compulsive nudist? Good Lourdes. The parts of him that we can see are bad enough as it is.
Next scene: Popeye's property proper... hmm! I don't think we've ever been invited to that before. Sure, we've been to plenty of boats and workplaces and apartments, and other peoples' houses... anyway, Popeye is off to find a tree worthy to be turned into a mast. Again, the first tree he encounters isn't quite what it seems at first. Well, if you've got a clever gag, beat it to death, I always say.
ACT TWO
And then... the next tree we get to is the one that will consume the rest of the pic. We find a rather handsome-looking woodpecker inside putting the finishing touches on its home within the tree. I'm suddenly reminded of Olive's typing at the beginning of the one they did about Aladdin. I'll post the link to my old review to help boost my hit count, heh heh heh...
And so, while the woodpecker's finishing up his homemade "Home Sweet Home" sign, Popeye throws the first strike with the axe. Now, partly to save some wear and tear on the animators, and partly because there's darn good reason to, time is stretched on the resulting reverberations from Popeye's axe. Clearly, the opposite focus as compared to Axe Me Another. Needles to say, the woodpecker gets all shook up once the reverberation has risen to his level.
Furious, the woodpecker looks to see what the hell's going on outside. The woodpecker spots the intruder and, acting quickly, flies down to ground level like a bat out of hell, but sounding like a B-19. Now, for those of you who saw that documentary about hummingbird mating rituals, this next scene just might resonate with you, so to speak. I'm no bird nerd, but the gist of it is that the male hummingbird flies high into the air, then flies back down as quickly as it can, making a loud chirp at just the right moment. All that to attract a mate. The poor things work so hard. Well, they have no beef with humans because they're one of the cute, non-threatening species we love. Woodpeckers, on the other hand, especially the cartoon ones... they're on their own. Anyway, the unnamed woodpecker here does a similar motion, but pecks the metal head off of the axe before flying back up into the air. Popeye never knew what hit him. Why, I'm sort of reminded of that scene with the crowbar in The Big Lebowski... I know, I know, I've got to take my anti-Lebowski meds again. Anyway, Popeye's still unaware of the woodpecker at this point... and I'm just going to leave the visual gag to brighter minds than mine to psychoanalyze... okay, I'll get the ball rolling. Boy! That tree's been working out!
Next scene: the woodpecker speaks! As either Wikipedia or the IMDb will surely point out, it's a bad impression of Edward G. Robinson. Not only that, it's Bogey's line from Casablanca that the little seagull uses! What, no "Rocky's really mad now" action? What, is Eddie G. molded whitefish or something? But no sooner is the woodpecker finished complaining than it's time for another axe strike... two thoughts. One, what is the deal with this whole "no sooner" and "than" stuff, anyway? I tried reading this website and I still can't figure it out. And two, boy! That Popeye can really fix an ax!
Needles to say, the woodpecker's state of mind isn't getting less angry. The woodpecker flies down again, does more pecking at the ax, then changes its strategy of dealing with Popeye. The woodpecker states its case to Popeye, that the tree is its home. For now, Popeye is unmoved, claiming eminent domain and property rights and what not. Of course, Popeye's not one for nuanced debate, and he makes the mistake of calling the woodpecker a "squatter." "Squatter? I'm a woodpecker!" says the woodpecker. The woodpecker then results to a spicier flavour of physical violence against Popeye; among other things, the woodpecker pulls Popeye's hat down over his face and honks Popeye's nose-horn. A note to all the kids out there: never honk a nose horn angry. When you honk a nose horn, you're supposed to be out of your tiny little mind. This woodpecker's far too sober.
Okay, I'm just going to assume that the woodpecker's a "he" from this point on out. Okay, maybe he's a very butch lesbo, I dunno. Either way. And so, the woodpecker orders Popeye to leave the tree alone. Doubling down on his efforts, Popeye says "No woodpecker's gonna make a monkey out of me!" ...oh, wait. That's not the right line. He actually says "No woodpecker's gonna stop ME from gettin' a mast!" Oh yeah, that's a much better line. Much funnier. And it reminds us of the plot! And so, Popeye chops at the tree a third time, ignoring the woodpecker's advice at his peril. For you fans of realistic audio out there, you'll like this part: the woodpecker sharpens its beak in a pencil sharpener. Take that, Walter Murch and Ben Burtt!
And so, this time the woodpecker pecks at Popeye's kidneys, sending Popeye flying very, very high into the air. A tree slows Popeye's descent to the ground. Boy, barnyard humour. Someone somewhere got the idea that, in cartoons, the sharpness of axes can split a tree in half in a single blow. I believe Popeye did that once in Axe Me Another. I believe it also happened in The Eager Beaver... CHUCK JONES'S WARNER BROTHERS CARTOON, that is. Boy, some people. Anyway, to make a long story short, Popeye cuts down practically a whole forest before landing back on his boat.
"Hey, stupid! Is this your boat?" asks the woodpecker. Oh dude... spit just got real. I think it's Act Break time.
ACT THREE
Boy! Tough to keep this blog clean. It just gets harder and harder to do. Anyway, as foretold by the line of questioning, the woodpecker proceeds to destroy Popeye's boat. Not completely, just enough to really piss Popeye off. In Popeye's heightened state of mind, the woodpecker's able to trick him. I'm reminded of the Third Act of the Bugs Bunny cartoon the mortals call Easter Yeggs. I hesitate to call it a classic, as it's directed by one of the McKimsons. You can find it on YouTube because even the copyright lawyers looking out for Warner Bros. best interests don't give a sh... crap about that one. Of course, unlike Easter Yeggs, the woodpecker rides on Popeye's back as Popeye heads left to his doom. Popeye ends up running through an empty log, following it all the way to its narrowed top, getting stuck in the process. Clearly this moment in cinema is so unique that it has no equal and has spawned no imitators... oh, wait. Probably Wile E. Coyote... yup, that classic called Soup or Sonic. Also a similar gag in either Odd Ant Out or I've Got Ants in my Plans, one of those two. Then of course, there's the gag that sends Elmer Fudd off the deep end at the beginning of The Big Snooze. But I digress. Popeye tells the woodpecker "Get me out of here!!" The woodpecker obliges, but in the worst way by sawing off the offending part of the tree. Well, it's less psychologically damaging than that one Tom and Jerry... SHEEEEEESH!!!
And so, once Popeye liberates himself from the teeny hunk of wood his whole body was stuffed into, that's it. All bets are off. Popeye changes his tree-chopping strategy drastically. He's no longer savoring every swing of the axe. Without the aid of spinach, mind you, Popeye launches into the tree like a Bush-era environmental protection. The woodpecker is unaware of the vibrations from this, and is only aware once the angle of the tree starts to change... you know, from Popeye pushing the tree over. A tug of war of sorts erupts over the tree, with Popeye pushing this way, and the woodpecker pushing that... hmm! I must be thinking of this disturbing Sesame Street bit. Anyway, for a while in this test of strength, the woodpecker is somehow Popeye's equal, even employing a bit of technology to help out! But ultimately, Popeye prevails, to the relief of some in the audience, but he's a good sport and he saves the woodpecker from getting crushed by the tree. But they both end up running out of the falling tree's way. Reminds me of that Roger Rabbit cartoo... focus, The Movie Hooligan! Focus!
EPILOGUE
Ah, I love a good cry. Even though Popeye and the woodpecker can see where the tree is going to fall, they end up in one of the tree's tiny "windows," much like Buster in Steamboat Bill Jr., I believe it was. The woodpecker starts mourning the loss of his home, which makes Popeye cry as well. Of course, it's probably not as good as the big tearful finale of The Old Grey Hare, but why pit cartoons against each other? To add to the poignancy of the moment, one of Popeye's tears extinguishes the flame of his corn cob pipe.
As for the two-state solution to appease both sides, well... I'm sorry, I mean Popeye and the woodpecker. Well, as you can see from the usual close-up, the woodpecker's got a home, but we pan back again to see the larger context. The woodpecker's got a home that looks like a tree, but it's sitting atop Popeye's mast! Somehow I don't think this arrangement is going to last. And what with this being a WWII-era cartoon and all, the woodpecker makes explicit the point that a home is worth fighting for. So the question is, does that make Popeye Hitler and the woodpecker America? Or does it make Popeye America and the woodpecker Great Britain? I think the lesson is a third option: once the humans get finished fighting... the animals are next.
***1/2
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Auteur Watch - Charles Clemmons
Well, without running my stupid software, I'm going to say that your best shot at Spielberg is via the Nick Cannon connection. After all, Nick had that crucial scene in the Spielberg-produced Men in Black 2. Now, I know you're probably not wanting to swallow your pride and do that, but this is no time to be proud! Civilization's got about 20 odd years left before the ice caps are gone! Get what you can while you can. Carpe diem before God pulls the carpet out from under all of us. Almost makes me wish I knew more Latin.
...or, failing that, you could try Bacon! Randall Bacon, that is. He's in a movie called Dirty People with Richard Portnow. You might not get to Spielberg, but Portnow's pretty cool! Love his Facebook page; what a crazy nut... oh yeah, that's right! He was in Spike Lee's Oldboy! You could get to Spike that way... of course, Spike's kind of a jerk. Well, you have to be if you're a Spike Lee type, I guess. Showbiz, baby!
...or, failing that, you could try Bacon! Randall Bacon, that is. He's in a movie called Dirty People with Richard Portnow. You might not get to Spielberg, but Portnow's pretty cool! Love his Facebook page; what a crazy nut... oh yeah, that's right! He was in Spike Lee's Oldboy! You could get to Spike that way... of course, Spike's kind of a jerk. Well, you have to be if you're a Spike Lee type, I guess. Showbiz, baby!
I have to call you up, I think I've seen a vision of Woman in Gold
No cat dared ever move that way, no Klimt would dare to be so bold... something like that. Anyway, I've given you enough to go on for Google. Of course, my musical references are usually from the same shallow pool as it is. But unlike the Drudge Report, I won't completely neglect the good news that the nation gives Paul Walker one last hurrah with the huge take for Furious 7, I believe is the official title. Alas, the IMDb connections page is behind the times, so we don't yet know when the next few sequels will be released. When you've got a primetime Talking Dead-esque special on one of the former major television networks (NBC)... well, I highly and/or seriously doubt that they're going to stop milking a cash cow of that magnitude. I'm trying to delicately sidestep the cultural implications of replacing Paul Walker, but surely the networks and studios involved have thought about it. Maybe that douchebag who's the new Robocop will do it!
Anyway, the other debut this week is Woman in Gold, and apparently America didn't want any dosage of castor oil at the theatre this week. Nothing but sugar rush, sugar rush, sugar rush. Or maybe Van Wilder let down his fan base for the last time. I mean, for God's sake. Not only is he tackling a serious role, but he's now a four-eyes to boot. Double stab in the back. We may be ignorant, but we're not stupid! We know a bad time at the googolplex when we smell it. But alas, even Van Wilder has to grow up eventually, I suppose. After all, look what Taj is up to! Big high-profile government job, all while working for Rupert Murdoch... oh, I'm sorry. I thought he was hosting some new show on National Geographic channel. We gotta keep hush hush about that. As for Helen Mirren, well, I'm guessing she felt about as low as she did on the set of National Treasure 2. But work is work. Still beats complete retirement, I suppose.
Anyway, the other debut this week is Woman in Gold, and apparently America didn't want any dosage of castor oil at the theatre this week. Nothing but sugar rush, sugar rush, sugar rush. Or maybe Van Wilder let down his fan base for the last time. I mean, for God's sake. Not only is he tackling a serious role, but he's now a four-eyes to boot. Double stab in the back. We may be ignorant, but we're not stupid! We know a bad time at the googolplex when we smell it. But alas, even Van Wilder has to grow up eventually, I suppose. After all, look what Taj is up to! Big high-profile government job, all while working for Rupert Murdoch... oh, I'm sorry. I thought he was hosting some new show on National Geographic channel. We gotta keep hush hush about that. As for Helen Mirren, well, I'm guessing she felt about as low as she did on the set of National Treasure 2. But work is work. Still beats complete retirement, I suppose.
Monday, March 23, 2015
The Mouse that Narrated
I must not be looking forward to writing this review or something, as I can't seem to start it. So let's get it over with. Well, it is the last Tom and Jerry I'm planning on reviewing in the foreseeable future, as it is the last one on the DVD I got. Then again, there's that time I bought a DVD recorder and started burning stuff left and right. Incidentally, I think those are relationship killers, but maybe it's just me. You'll probably do just fine in your life. One of the DVDs I burned was one of a bunch of Gene Deitch Tom and Jerry cartoons. Alas, I didn't get all of them, but why should that stop me from conducting a review?
But we'll save that dilemma for later. For now, whosoever put together the Spotlight Collection DVD must have a rather warped sense of dark humour in picking this last Tom and Jerry cartoon to be the last one. It's called Blue Cat Blues and, as you might be able to divine from the provided picture, 1) I'm having some trouble formatting the blog text, but 2) in the picture proper, Tom and Jerry look kinda depressed. And once you start watching Blue Cat Blues, you'll see that clearly this is a 180 degree turn from the sickeningly sweet positivism of Smitten Kitten. At least, not for our Tom and our Jerry...
ACT ONE
Wikipedia's usually a help when it comes to figuring out the stuff for your next Comp. Lit. class, but yes, you're right. Generally, these cartoons are non-trailblazers when it comes to setting the literary world on fire. Only once in a generation does a writer like Tennessee Williams come along and turn the Puritan American culture on its collective head. Or maybe Blue Cat Blues is doing Steinbeck's "East of Eden." Then again, the story here is far too ordinary for Tennessee, at least until the end. Alas, Wikipedia is no help. But this cartoon still seems like Tennessee to me, and if memory serves, MGM owned his proverbial ass!
Nevertheless, it's a pretty simple love story. You may have read it and/or experienced it: boy meets girl, boy falls in love, boy loses girl, ... and a few steps in between. Of course, in this case, boy cat sees girl cat, boy cat falls in love, what have you. Surprisingly, we start off much like The Truce Hurts in its Second Act, with mouse and cat being friends! Drinking lemonade together! Cue the watered down Itchy and Scratchy... And then, she walks by... and Tom notices. As the voiceover narration informs us, Tom flips his lid... dayamn! I'm kinda flipping my lid myself!
ACT TWO
Of course, with a high maintenance gal like that, you must give your life over to her. Every waking moment you once had to yourself, everything you own, everything you can borrow and steal... all must be sacrificed. So worth it, though. "Tom was putty in her paws... hands," the mouse informs us. She molds Tom's face so that he looks like a donkey. This is why the cartoon can never be shown in the South. Evolution, my redneck ass!
And then... he shows up. The white girl cat has found another guy that she likes better... well, actually, she seems unimpressed with either gentleman, but she likes the swag! She'll gladly accept swag! Tom tries flowers, but the other guy... "Butch," I believe his name is... has outdone Tom once again. That Tennessee Williams guy was smart. Tough names, memorable names. Brick Pollitt. Valentine 'Snakeskin' Xavier and his magic guitar and motorcycle. Dr. Cukrowicz... I mean, Violet Venable. Why, Tennessee's own first name was Thomas! Boring! How can you be a great writer if you've got such a boring name? A much harder row to hoe... well, I still think I'm on to something here.
ACT THREE
That poor fool Thomas Cat... he still thinks he can compete with the far richer Butch. The big finale is that Tom spends his last nickel on a car. Unfortunately, he's acting out of sheer desperation and gets the cheapest car he can find. I believe it's an old steam-powered Newcomen. Butch easily defeats Tom with one of those long stretch jobs. I believe there was one in Lonesome Lenny and Peter Gabriel's video for 1992's Steam.
And so, we end as we began, with the man in the woman and... oh, wait, that's Blood of Eden. I mean, we end with Tom on the bridge of train tracks, with Jerry looking over him like a proverbial guardian angel. That is, until Jerry Mouse realizes that his own love life is just as fragile as Tom's, and when he sees his own girl mouse driving around in some other dude's car, well... he's not one to engage in slut-shaming, but forget you and forget that other mouse too. Jerry's depressed as hell and sits by Tom's side as the train approaches. We only hear the train's horn, and we don't get any light reflected off of the backs of Tom and Jerry. But for those of you who absolutely need to see Tom getting hit by a train, perhaps I'm Just Wild About Jerry is right up your alley. ...oh, do I have to do YouTube links for everything for you people?!!!
Well, cheer up, Tom. Showbiz is a cruel mistress. It's the price you pay most of the time. Things work out for Butch and the crazy white girl cat, but you get your own piece of cartoon immortality, not Butch. Butch (the cat, not the bulldog) is just a supporting player in your world.
Good double bill with: Symphony in Slang - similar premise, but the guy gets the last laugh... or does he?
BAD double bill with: Wild Orchid II: Blue Movie Blue
****
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
ACT ONE
Wikipedia's usually a help when it comes to figuring out the stuff for your next Comp. Lit. class, but yes, you're right. Generally, these cartoons are non-trailblazers when it comes to setting the literary world on fire. Only once in a generation does a writer like Tennessee Williams come along and turn the Puritan American culture on its collective head. Or maybe Blue Cat Blues is doing Steinbeck's "East of Eden." Then again, the story here is far too ordinary for Tennessee, at least until the end. Alas, Wikipedia is no help. But this cartoon still seems like Tennessee to me, and if memory serves, MGM owned his proverbial ass!
Nevertheless, it's a pretty simple love story. You may have read it and/or experienced it: boy meets girl, boy falls in love, boy loses girl, ... and a few steps in between. Of course, in this case, boy cat sees girl cat, boy cat falls in love, what have you. Surprisingly, we start off much like The Truce Hurts in its Second Act, with mouse and cat being friends! Drinking lemonade together! Cue the watered down Itchy and Scratchy... And then, she walks by... and Tom notices. As the voiceover narration informs us, Tom flips his lid... dayamn! I'm kinda flipping my lid myself!
ACT TWO
Of course, with a high maintenance gal like that, you must give your life over to her. Every waking moment you once had to yourself, everything you own, everything you can borrow and steal... all must be sacrificed. So worth it, though. "Tom was putty in her paws... hands," the mouse informs us. She molds Tom's face so that he looks like a donkey. This is why the cartoon can never be shown in the South. Evolution, my redneck ass!
And then... he shows up. The white girl cat has found another guy that she likes better... well, actually, she seems unimpressed with either gentleman, but she likes the swag! She'll gladly accept swag! Tom tries flowers, but the other guy... "Butch," I believe his name is... has outdone Tom once again. That Tennessee Williams guy was smart. Tough names, memorable names. Brick Pollitt. Valentine 'Snakeskin' Xavier and his magic guitar and motorcycle. Dr. Cukrowicz... I mean, Violet Venable. Why, Tennessee's own first name was Thomas! Boring! How can you be a great writer if you've got such a boring name? A much harder row to hoe... well, I still think I'm on to something here.
ACT THREE
That poor fool Thomas Cat... he still thinks he can compete with the far richer Butch. The big finale is that Tom spends his last nickel on a car. Unfortunately, he's acting out of sheer desperation and gets the cheapest car he can find. I believe it's an old steam-powered Newcomen. Butch easily defeats Tom with one of those long stretch jobs. I believe there was one in Lonesome Lenny and Peter Gabriel's video for 1992's Steam.
And so, we end as we began, with the man in the woman and... oh, wait, that's Blood of Eden. I mean, we end with Tom on the bridge of train tracks, with Jerry looking over him like a proverbial guardian angel. That is, until Jerry Mouse realizes that his own love life is just as fragile as Tom's, and when he sees his own girl mouse driving around in some other dude's car, well... he's not one to engage in slut-shaming, but forget you and forget that other mouse too. Jerry's depressed as hell and sits by Tom's side as the train approaches. We only hear the train's horn, and we don't get any light reflected off of the backs of Tom and Jerry. But for those of you who absolutely need to see Tom getting hit by a train, perhaps I'm Just Wild About Jerry is right up your alley. ...oh, do I have to do YouTube links for everything for you people?!!!
Well, cheer up, Tom. Showbiz is a cruel mistress. It's the price you pay most of the time. Things work out for Butch and the crazy white girl cat, but you get your own piece of cartoon immortality, not Butch. Butch (the cat, not the bulldog) is just a supporting player in your world.
Good double bill with: Symphony in Slang - similar premise, but the guy gets the last laugh... or does he?
BAD double bill with: Wild Orchid II: Blue Movie Blue
****
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Get Shorty
Well, Popeye's still in the Navy, but he's taken a long break from stereotyping either Germans or Japanese. I'm starting to think that the studios got complaints when they made those few cartoons with extra-heavy stereotypes; otherwise, it seems like there would be a lot more of them. But Popeye's got other thematic tricks up his sleeve, and the vaguely titled Happy Birthdaze might not prepare you for the darkness to come. Even I was a bit taken aback! Or maybe I'm just getting old and touchy. Probably the latter, yeah, that's it.
ACT ONE
Scene: the Naval shipyard, where everyone's getting a letter. Popeye gets a letter from Olive about a birthday cake waiting in the wings. It's Popeye's birthday; I guess he would have been around ten by the time this cartoon was released. Sure, he was more like fourteen, but who cares about the original strip he appeared in? Am I right? The Fleischers are the thing!
And so, much like the Fleischers' earlier color classic, Dancing on the Moon, all is right with the world... except for one guy. A guy we'll call Shorty, because that's what Popeye calls him. Shorty didn't get a letter from the V-Mail truck, and so he has no other choice but to take out a gun and blow his own brains out.
But before that happens, Popeye takes Shorty's gun away and he tries to make Shorty feel better. Surprisingly, it works! That is, until Popeye says that Shorty looks like Bob Hope. Shorty gets another gun out and places its barrel to his temple. Popeye says "I mean... Bing Crosby!" Ask your great-grandparents. Shorty is once again in a swooning state, so much so that his face morphs into a Bing Crosby-type face. Which is why this cartoon is banned from television. We won't be having any four-eyed uggos changing their faces around without plastic surgery! No sir! Not on my watch.
And then, the mistake of mistakes: Popeye invites Shorty to his birthday party. Cross-fade to Olive powdering her face... with makeup! With makeup. This is nothing if not a family picture... I mean, aside from the numberous suicide attempts. And then... much like we found out about the Stooges, even a venerated institution like the Popeye shorts tries to cut corners every now and again. But they gave the rostrum camera guys an extra couple hours of work with this scene: Olive walks to the front door. We can hear it from out in the hallway. Her footsteps are loaded with such enthusiasm that the entire building seems to tremble from it. It's as if Olive weighs a few extra tons or something. The door flies open and Olive gives Popeye a big kiss. Tastefully, they go up the stairs and all we can see is Olive's be-shoe'd feet. And yet, everyone goes on and on about how great the spaghetti "kiss" in Lady and the Tramp is. Has anyone actually seen the movie? I mean, have they seen it?
Popeye says "I want you to meet a friend of mine... Shorty!" Olive lifts Shorty up and gives him a tiny kiss. Shorty starts to float in the air. I wonder if Popeye's regretting his decision to bring Shorty along yet. Shorty keeps floating, but the promise of food brings him back to earth. Specifically, birthday cake. Olive hasn't finished making it yet.
But first, Shorty must wash his hands. As Lord Lister says, cleanliness in all things, even the humblest of tasks. Alas for Popeye, the water has multiplied exponentially-fold when Shorty runs the tap and, much like the big finale in the Laurel and Hardy classic, Brats, Popeye gets washed down to the ground floor by the water. The water level in the bathroom slowly drops, and we find Shorty brushing his teeth. Apparently, the kitchen is unaffected.
ACT TWO
Scene: the gutter, where Popeye tries crawling out, but has to time his emergence from the gutter so that he doesn't get hit by a speeding car. The city's crazy, but is now just crazy enough to drive sane people to the brink. Popeye gets back upstairs and is ready to strangle Shorty, but changes his mind when he hears Shorty's sweet song about his pal Popeye. I'm put in mind of Sloppy Moe's song in Wagon Heels. God, I love cartoons. Where else can you see a beard turn into a hand? However, I don't think Sloppy Moe was voiced by Mel Blanc. Clampett tended to use other voices. Blanc could do quite a bit, but sometimes you just need an Arthur Q. Bryan to be Elmer... where was I? Oh, right. The cake. Shorty's helping Olive in Popeye's inexcusable absence. Shorty's got all the ingredients in one big, completely safe, tall stack. Then Olive says "Oh, and a dozen eggs!" In Shorty's nerd, fanboy zeal, he rushes to get the eggs, leaving Popeye to catch everything that's now flying in the air. Upon Shorty's just-as-hasty return, Popeye ends up with the cake ingredients all over his dumb ass.
Next scene: Popeye's got all the broken dishes in his arms, and is ready to dispose of them... but he needs Shorty's help to open the door. How can Shorty screw this one up? Well, with a nerd like Shorty, you must be very specific and not allow them any freedom of interpretation. Shorty opens the door closest to him, which happens to be the ironing board door, that cartoon staple of old, and to a lesser extent, Stooge-film staple. Popeye drops the dishes anew, much like in Cops is Always Right. "Go take a bath!" orders Olive. "Oh boy! I'll run the water," says Shorty.
ACT THREE
An almost perfect place for an Act break! The clarifying Noah-esque flood puts Popeye back in the ground-floor gutter, but he climbs out through a manhole cover this time. I'll leave the fetishization of the policeman's moustache to blogs finer and more popular than mine.
Next scene: the cake is ready to be put into the oven, but Shorty's now depressed about Popeye not having any fun on his birthday. Olive, in addition to trying to get that cake into the damn oven, has to take another gun away from Shorty. See? Suicide can be funny in the proper context!
And so, Popeye returns with a baseball bat in hand. Shorty, in classical nerd fashion, misinterprets Popeye's intent of murder and mayhem for one of fun. Shorty switches to game mode. "You ever see Babe Ruth hit a homer?" asks Shorty. Ah, those were the days. Of course, according to the Wikipedias, the Sultan of Swat's last appearance was May 30, 1935 for the Boston Braves. Better make sure I parse that right! But whatever. Even Skip Bittman knows an icon when he sees one.
In Shorty's excitement, we go from baseball to golf to ice hockey! Ice hockey, for f... God'z zake. No sooner is Shorty strapping ice skates onto Popeye's feet than Popeye's got the puck in his mouth... that sentence is probably not grammatically correct. Oh well. This is a blog! Who's got the time?
The point being, Shorty's attempt to make Olive's living room into an infinite playing field have surprisingly disastrous consequences. As opposed to, say, the infinitely large train set in that one Tom and Jerry cartoon, Kitty Foiled. And, much like the principles of judo, Popeye's attempt to slow Shorty down a little bit invariably set the stage for his own downfall in the form of a circular hole in the floor. Popeye takes a mighty swing, ends up twirling around really really fast, thereby cutting a hole in the wooden floor with those dangerous, dangerous ice skates. But Jack Mercer does get to do a rare stuffy character in the form of a stuffy downstairs neighbour. Actors like that kinda crap; D.Q.'ing something different now and again.
EPILOGUE
To cut to the chase, Popeye and Shorty end up in the basement furnace, Popeye with birthday cake all over his face. Olive herself ended up in said furnace, and she emerges from it, covered head to toe in soot, telling Popeye to never darken her door again. There's a joke there someplace.
Cut to Popeye and Shorty inside the furnace. One candle is still lit on a bit of cake stuck to Popeye's head... I mean, it's in his pipe. Just re-watched it. Boy! Some memory I have. Ever the optimist, able to find a grain of joy on the proverbial Beach of Despair, Shorty says "Can I blow out the candle?" Not waiting for Popeye's answer, Shorty blows out the candle anyhow. Shorty may be a smart man, but he seems to lack the ability to read peoples' body language. Or maybe, like all great entrepreneurs, maybe it's best to just ignore body language altogether and just concentrate on what it takes to get people to buy your product. Your shoddy, popular product. Alas for Shorty, Popeye's kind of not in the mood for what sweaty optimism Shorty's selling. A shot in the dark rings out, and Shorty falls silent. The words "THE BITTER END" fill the screen. Maybe Shorty's sleepy!
***1/2
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
ACT ONE
Scene: the Naval shipyard, where everyone's getting a letter. Popeye gets a letter from Olive about a birthday cake waiting in the wings. It's Popeye's birthday; I guess he would have been around ten by the time this cartoon was released. Sure, he was more like fourteen, but who cares about the original strip he appeared in? Am I right? The Fleischers are the thing!
And so, much like the Fleischers' earlier color classic, Dancing on the Moon, all is right with the world... except for one guy. A guy we'll call Shorty, because that's what Popeye calls him. Shorty didn't get a letter from the V-Mail truck, and so he has no other choice but to take out a gun and blow his own brains out.
But before that happens, Popeye takes Shorty's gun away and he tries to make Shorty feel better. Surprisingly, it works! That is, until Popeye says that Shorty looks like Bob Hope. Shorty gets another gun out and places its barrel to his temple. Popeye says "I mean... Bing Crosby!" Ask your great-grandparents. Shorty is once again in a swooning state, so much so that his face morphs into a Bing Crosby-type face. Which is why this cartoon is banned from television. We won't be having any four-eyed uggos changing their faces around without plastic surgery! No sir! Not on my watch.
And then, the mistake of mistakes: Popeye invites Shorty to his birthday party. Cross-fade to Olive powdering her face... with makeup! With makeup. This is nothing if not a family picture... I mean, aside from the numberous suicide attempts. And then... much like we found out about the Stooges, even a venerated institution like the Popeye shorts tries to cut corners every now and again. But they gave the rostrum camera guys an extra couple hours of work with this scene: Olive walks to the front door. We can hear it from out in the hallway. Her footsteps are loaded with such enthusiasm that the entire building seems to tremble from it. It's as if Olive weighs a few extra tons or something. The door flies open and Olive gives Popeye a big kiss. Tastefully, they go up the stairs and all we can see is Olive's be-shoe'd feet. And yet, everyone goes on and on about how great the spaghetti "kiss" in Lady and the Tramp is. Has anyone actually seen the movie? I mean, have they seen it?
Popeye says "I want you to meet a friend of mine... Shorty!" Olive lifts Shorty up and gives him a tiny kiss. Shorty starts to float in the air. I wonder if Popeye's regretting his decision to bring Shorty along yet. Shorty keeps floating, but the promise of food brings him back to earth. Specifically, birthday cake. Olive hasn't finished making it yet.
But first, Shorty must wash his hands. As Lord Lister says, cleanliness in all things, even the humblest of tasks. Alas for Popeye, the water has multiplied exponentially-fold when Shorty runs the tap and, much like the big finale in the Laurel and Hardy classic, Brats, Popeye gets washed down to the ground floor by the water. The water level in the bathroom slowly drops, and we find Shorty brushing his teeth. Apparently, the kitchen is unaffected.
ACT TWO
Scene: the gutter, where Popeye tries crawling out, but has to time his emergence from the gutter so that he doesn't get hit by a speeding car. The city's crazy, but is now just crazy enough to drive sane people to the brink. Popeye gets back upstairs and is ready to strangle Shorty, but changes his mind when he hears Shorty's sweet song about his pal Popeye. I'm put in mind of Sloppy Moe's song in Wagon Heels. God, I love cartoons. Where else can you see a beard turn into a hand? However, I don't think Sloppy Moe was voiced by Mel Blanc. Clampett tended to use other voices. Blanc could do quite a bit, but sometimes you just need an Arthur Q. Bryan to be Elmer... where was I? Oh, right. The cake. Shorty's helping Olive in Popeye's inexcusable absence. Shorty's got all the ingredients in one big, completely safe, tall stack. Then Olive says "Oh, and a dozen eggs!" In Shorty's nerd, fanboy zeal, he rushes to get the eggs, leaving Popeye to catch everything that's now flying in the air. Upon Shorty's just-as-hasty return, Popeye ends up with the cake ingredients all over his dumb ass.
Next scene: Popeye's got all the broken dishes in his arms, and is ready to dispose of them... but he needs Shorty's help to open the door. How can Shorty screw this one up? Well, with a nerd like Shorty, you must be very specific and not allow them any freedom of interpretation. Shorty opens the door closest to him, which happens to be the ironing board door, that cartoon staple of old, and to a lesser extent, Stooge-film staple. Popeye drops the dishes anew, much like in Cops is Always Right. "Go take a bath!" orders Olive. "Oh boy! I'll run the water," says Shorty.
ACT THREE
An almost perfect place for an Act break! The clarifying Noah-esque flood puts Popeye back in the ground-floor gutter, but he climbs out through a manhole cover this time. I'll leave the fetishization of the policeman's moustache to blogs finer and more popular than mine.
Next scene: the cake is ready to be put into the oven, but Shorty's now depressed about Popeye not having any fun on his birthday. Olive, in addition to trying to get that cake into the damn oven, has to take another gun away from Shorty. See? Suicide can be funny in the proper context!
And so, Popeye returns with a baseball bat in hand. Shorty, in classical nerd fashion, misinterprets Popeye's intent of murder and mayhem for one of fun. Shorty switches to game mode. "You ever see Babe Ruth hit a homer?" asks Shorty. Ah, those were the days. Of course, according to the Wikipedias, the Sultan of Swat's last appearance was May 30, 1935 for the Boston Braves. Better make sure I parse that right! But whatever. Even Skip Bittman knows an icon when he sees one.
In Shorty's excitement, we go from baseball to golf to ice hockey! Ice hockey, for f... God'z zake. No sooner is Shorty strapping ice skates onto Popeye's feet than Popeye's got the puck in his mouth... that sentence is probably not grammatically correct. Oh well. This is a blog! Who's got the time?
The point being, Shorty's attempt to make Olive's living room into an infinite playing field have surprisingly disastrous consequences. As opposed to, say, the infinitely large train set in that one Tom and Jerry cartoon, Kitty Foiled. And, much like the principles of judo, Popeye's attempt to slow Shorty down a little bit invariably set the stage for his own downfall in the form of a circular hole in the floor. Popeye takes a mighty swing, ends up twirling around really really fast, thereby cutting a hole in the wooden floor with those dangerous, dangerous ice skates. But Jack Mercer does get to do a rare stuffy character in the form of a stuffy downstairs neighbour. Actors like that kinda crap; D.Q.'ing something different now and again.
EPILOGUE
To cut to the chase, Popeye and Shorty end up in the basement furnace, Popeye with birthday cake all over his face. Olive herself ended up in said furnace, and she emerges from it, covered head to toe in soot, telling Popeye to never darken her door again. There's a joke there someplace.
Cut to Popeye and Shorty inside the furnace. One candle is still lit on a bit of cake stuck to Popeye's head... I mean, it's in his pipe. Just re-watched it. Boy! Some memory I have. Ever the optimist, able to find a grain of joy on the proverbial Beach of Despair, Shorty says "Can I blow out the candle?" Not waiting for Popeye's answer, Shorty blows out the candle anyhow. Shorty may be a smart man, but he seems to lack the ability to read peoples' body language. Or maybe, like all great entrepreneurs, maybe it's best to just ignore body language altogether and just concentrate on what it takes to get people to buy your product. Your shoddy, popular product. Alas for Shorty, Popeye's kind of not in the mood for what sweaty optimism Shorty's selling. A shot in the dark rings out, and Shorty falls silent. The words "THE BITTER END" fill the screen. Maybe Shorty's sleepy!
***1/2
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Auteur Watch - Noel Clarke
A. Sayeeda... oh wait, she's Moreno now. So let's move on to Noel Clarke, mega-writer and director of the "Dulthood" series, of which there is Kidulthood and Adulthood, so far. I'm sorry, the poster says that it's KiDULTHOOD and AdULTHOOD. Now, if you notice the posters, the poster for KiDULTHOOD says "Before adulthood comes... KiDULTHOOD" and the poster for AdULTHOOD says "After kidhulthood comes... AdULTHOOD." Now, you might be thinking, the filmmakers have painted themselves into a corner when it comes to the third installment, as we have the perfect yin yang type of thing working here. Well, the simplest way out, perhaps the best, is to simply say, for the series-ending trilogy, "Well after kidulthood and adulthood comes... OLdULTHOOD." Or as the British call it, Harry Brown... oops! Clarke is British. Okay, Gran Torino for the American audiences.
As for getting to Spielberg, well... screw that! Check it out. Star Trek Into Darkness? That's better than Spielberg! It's J. J. Abrams, the new Spielberg! Power was transferred on the set of Super 8. I read that in the tawdry pages of Variety.
As for getting to Spielberg, well... screw that! Check it out. Star Trek Into Darkness? That's better than Spielberg! It's J. J. Abrams, the new Spielberg! Power was transferred on the set of Super 8. I read that in the tawdry pages of Variety.
Where I Want to Be, but I Guess I'm Already There
Well, the Wild and Crazy Guy's still got it, because Steve Martin's latest, DreamWorks' Home is #1 with a bullet. Good luck enjoying the silence now, DUDE!!! As for Bazinga, well... damn it, didn't want to say that. But Jim Parsons is the new John Lithgow, no question. An unqualified success, with nothing but awards shows, charity work and felony sexual assaults to look forward to for the rest of his career. It's the new celebrity, or maybe it's always been that way. I'm far too naive that way.
Meanwhile, at #2, it's Will Ferrell's latest called Get Hard, about a cop in the wrong place at the wrong time, and he's got to step on broken glass to get away from... oh, right. That's Die Hard... like the Sears battery? Whatever. The point is, it's happening already. Jon Stewart mentions in passing that he's leaving The Daily Show, and the rats are leaving the ship. I mean, both Ferrell and Hart stop by the show to push this movie and... it debuts at #2? Where's the influence? Where's the church, where's Jon's sheeples? The website is called Funny or Die, not Funny, Die or Wait til it's on Video!!!
Of course, none of this is going to slow down Will Ferrell. His next collaboration with Mark Wahlberg, tentatively titled Daddy's Home, is in production. We might not see it in the theaters, but we're probably going to see it on video. Or maybe just cable. There's a Marky Mark fan in this house, they're just not terribly dedicated. So much of his body of work that we're never going to see, so little time...
The last debut this week is the hot young horror film on the block called It Follows. The synopsis sounds a little bit like 1982's The Entity, but with a twist, probably. This surely marks the arrival of... oh, let's say RADiUS-TWC. I saw their logo in the TV commercials. I was going to say the arrival of writer director David Robert Mitchell, but he's been at this game far too long to be a fresh face.
Meanwhile, at #2, it's Will Ferrell's latest called Get Hard, about a cop in the wrong place at the wrong time, and he's got to step on broken glass to get away from... oh, right. That's Die Hard... like the Sears battery? Whatever. The point is, it's happening already. Jon Stewart mentions in passing that he's leaving The Daily Show, and the rats are leaving the ship. I mean, both Ferrell and Hart stop by the show to push this movie and... it debuts at #2? Where's the influence? Where's the church, where's Jon's sheeples? The website is called Funny or Die, not Funny, Die or Wait til it's on Video!!!
Of course, none of this is going to slow down Will Ferrell. His next collaboration with Mark Wahlberg, tentatively titled Daddy's Home, is in production. We might not see it in the theaters, but we're probably going to see it on video. Or maybe just cable. There's a Marky Mark fan in this house, they're just not terribly dedicated. So much of his body of work that we're never going to see, so little time...
The last debut this week is the hot young horror film on the block called It Follows. The synopsis sounds a little bit like 1982's The Entity, but with a twist, probably. This surely marks the arrival of... oh, let's say RADiUS-TWC. I saw their logo in the TV commercials. I was going to say the arrival of writer director David Robert Mitchell, but he's been at this game far too long to be a fresh face.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Tommy Catter and the Wicked Pisser of a Broom
Can you believe I've only got two Tom and Jerries left? How did they go so fast? I don't get it. ...incidentally, does anyone have any requests? I'm trying to decide which cartoons to profile next: Pink Panther, Looney Tunes, Ant and Aardvark, or Monty Python?... THERE'S CARTOONS IN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11
But the DVD compilers have saved the best for last, and by best, I mean the ones in widescreen. This one, called The Flying Sorceress, is of a TV-safe thematic nature. I'm told that Blue Cat Blues is not. But I say let the kids handle the tough stuff, and early. What kind of a world are we leaving our kids where AC/DC's "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" is censored at the gym? The Gym, for f... goodness sake! They gotta learn the truth about the classics someday, and when they learn that they've been neutered, stripped of all reckless spirit, well... I'll probably get blamed for it.
Well, far be it from me to speak for the jaded sophisticates out there, but it seems to me that The Flying Sorceress must have something that you might like! Spoiler alert: it all turns out to be a dream, much like Heavenly Puss was, but I think the jaded sophisticates will probably like Heavenly better.
As for me, let's just dig into the plot. Unlike the girl that Elvis sings to in that one song of his called You're So Square, I do like crazy music. And once the credits of Sorceress are over, it's crazy music time! Love it. I gotta hear it again right now... ah, that's the stuff. I don't want to hear it too much, lest it lose its craziness... damn it, too late. Welp, it's all part of that drug we film enthusiasts call video. Once the surface charms have worn off, it's time to mainline all the DVD commentary and documentaries you can about your favourite cinematic moments... not that I would know anything about that, mind you. Yes, it's that ancient battle between the animal kingdom and domestic bliss. Those durn animals just refuse to stay domesticized, and you wake up in the morning to find your cat sitting on the kitchen table, its porthole on the butter dish. In Sorceress, it's a white lady doing the admonishing of Tom about the mess he's made. The nice colored lady seems to be missing from this Tom and Jerry collection of mine. They probably redubbed her voice and everything, too. Oh well. C'est la correctness politique.
And so, there's Tom with broom and dustpan, cleaning up the mess he made. This guy needs a distraction, and fast. Enter the newspaper want-ads. And there, buried amongst the numberous real ads for clerk typists is the big fake one that sets our film in motion. Ah, ambiguous language... is there any more tried and true comedy companion? I'm suddenly reminded of The Big Snooze where Elmer has finally had enough of Bugs' antics, and decides to go fishing. I was just about to call Bugs a drama queen, but I remembered that Elmer tore up his contract with Mr. Warner!!!!! Ten-alarm fire, indeed. Well, the situation's similar here, because Tom takes the whole newspaper and does the Lindy Hop right out of that house... okay, whatever it is... the Charleston, maybe? Nobody corrects me anymore, waah.
And so, Tom goes to 13 Sunnydale Road and... ah, tempests in teapots. Love 'em all... well, they used to be fun until CGI ruined everything. I mean, the Men in Black series is full of tempests in teapots, but meh. Who cares? Anyway, even though Tom can read, he still hasn't learned about metaphors or similes, or even irony. Alas, not interesting enough of an irony for the Jaded Sophisticates (TM). But Tom will do anything to avoid a little housework, so to the porch of the haunted house he goes. It's The 'Burbs all over again, I tells ya.
Tom rings the doorbell, which sounds like a big church bell. Love it. Take that, Barton Fink's bell gag!
And so, we finally meet the flying sorceress of the title. And boy, does she fly! Witches may be as old as colonial America, but in cartoons everyone keeps up with the times, so for this cartoon from the 1950s, she stays current with a jet-propelled broom. The witch takes Tom for a test flight. Tom ends up parachuting back down to earth with the witch's own hat, but he still gets the job. Well, that was the problem back then: too few cats competing for too few sh... jobs. Nowadays, it's too many too. Now, there's a screenwriter's tip here someplace: sure, this flying sequence may seem too long in this, the era of the Internet and fast cuts, but some storytelling fundamentals never change. I mean, I've seen Salt 1 and Unknown, but for the life of me I don't know what happened. The taser sequence from Salt, that's all I remember. Oh, and Salt blows up a floor and pretends to shoot somebody, something like that. It comes up later. Sorry... spoiler alert. A little simplicity goes a long way. Take Aesop's Fables, for one! Simple! Elemental! Universal! Game-changing... well, three out of four, anyhow. But in the instant case, I think the storytelling fundamentals are this: if you have a witch, well, that witch gotta fly. And fly she does. The FAA will soon hear of this! Alas, the witch's flight is fast and furious, and cut a little bit short, so there. Fast cutting achieved. Besides, there's still some plot to be had.
And so, Tom gets the job of witch's cat, with free room and board and everything. Is Tom grateful? Of course not! Ooh, the bed's too creepy. Next thing you know he'll be wanting to unionize, and billionaires tell me that that's a bad thing. Well, not me personally... it's shouted through their megaphone at me, but same thing. But like Ehrmantraut said, everyone wants to go home. And so, with his toxic mix of boredom and fear, Tom quickly puts two and two together. The witch left her broom out! Can a cat fly a broom? Well, surely a cat of Tom's stature can! And fly he does. Now, much like when he took flight in that one a few weeks ago, Tom faced the same dilemma. You've got wings, and you can fly to anywhere in the world... so where do you go? To harass your mortal enemy, of course! Tom takes that broom and flies back to screw with Jerry's mind. Jerry doesn't exactly rub his eyes, but mission accomplished. Tom blew Jerry's mind before Train did with that song they play all the time at the gym that I now hate. Well, I probably would of hated it before that. This YouTube video purports to be the official music video for the song in question. Well, it's not a documentary about churches in Seattle, so on the YouTube it must stay. If they play a Mr. Mister song other than "Broken Wings" on the radio anymore, I'd be very very surprised.
Needles to say, witches don't care for it when you borrow their brooms. Same thing happened to Bugs Bunny and that fat hairpin-losing witch he got paired with for a while... probably. (also voiced by June Foray, incidentally) One of Chuck Jones' less celebrated cartoon cereals. And so, is a parade awaiting Tom's return to the witch house? Short answer: no. In fact, quite the opposite. The witch turns the broom against Tom, and the witch risks significant damage to her very house to punish Tom. And yet, nothing she does sends Tom to that grave especially dug just for him. Maybe Tom's a warlock!
And so, much like in Heavenly Puss, Tom awakens from his dream, but unlike Heavenly Puss, the reality Tom awakens to in Flying Sorceress leaves something to be desired. He certainly doesn't end up thanking Jerry to be alive, that's for sure! No, it's time for a retreat from reality back into that world of fantasy. In case you don't watch it, Tom was clinging to the broom at home in his sleep, with that nice angry lady shaking it up and down. Tom goes back to sweeping... but he's just got to test out that broom to make sure it can't fly. Whew! It doesn't work. Thank goodness... or does it? Tom takes off flying, and he seems to be headed for the full moon. Jerry watches from the door, as does the embittered housewife. "Now what's that cat up to?" says the housewife as she watches the cat flying towards the moon on a broom... does anyone see the irony there? Anyone at all? No sense of whimsy? The fantastical? No sense of something beyond our five senses? Boy! And this was the 50s! All was not well in the suburbs back then, or so it seems!
***1/2
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
But the DVD compilers have saved the best for last, and by best, I mean the ones in widescreen. This one, called The Flying Sorceress, is of a TV-safe thematic nature. I'm told that Blue Cat Blues is not. But I say let the kids handle the tough stuff, and early. What kind of a world are we leaving our kids where AC/DC's "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" is censored at the gym? The Gym, for f... goodness sake! They gotta learn the truth about the classics someday, and when they learn that they've been neutered, stripped of all reckless spirit, well... I'll probably get blamed for it.
Well, far be it from me to speak for the jaded sophisticates out there, but it seems to me that The Flying Sorceress must have something that you might like! Spoiler alert: it all turns out to be a dream, much like Heavenly Puss was, but I think the jaded sophisticates will probably like Heavenly better.
As for me, let's just dig into the plot. Unlike the girl that Elvis sings to in that one song of his called You're So Square, I do like crazy music. And once the credits of Sorceress are over, it's crazy music time! Love it. I gotta hear it again right now... ah, that's the stuff. I don't want to hear it too much, lest it lose its craziness... damn it, too late. Welp, it's all part of that drug we film enthusiasts call video. Once the surface charms have worn off, it's time to mainline all the DVD commentary and documentaries you can about your favourite cinematic moments... not that I would know anything about that, mind you. Yes, it's that ancient battle between the animal kingdom and domestic bliss. Those durn animals just refuse to stay domesticized, and you wake up in the morning to find your cat sitting on the kitchen table, its porthole on the butter dish. In Sorceress, it's a white lady doing the admonishing of Tom about the mess he's made. The nice colored lady seems to be missing from this Tom and Jerry collection of mine. They probably redubbed her voice and everything, too. Oh well. C'est la correctness politique.
And so, there's Tom with broom and dustpan, cleaning up the mess he made. This guy needs a distraction, and fast. Enter the newspaper want-ads. And there, buried amongst the numberous real ads for clerk typists is the big fake one that sets our film in motion. Ah, ambiguous language... is there any more tried and true comedy companion? I'm suddenly reminded of The Big Snooze where Elmer has finally had enough of Bugs' antics, and decides to go fishing. I was just about to call Bugs a drama queen, but I remembered that Elmer tore up his contract with Mr. Warner!!!!! Ten-alarm fire, indeed. Well, the situation's similar here, because Tom takes the whole newspaper and does the Lindy Hop right out of that house... okay, whatever it is... the Charleston, maybe? Nobody corrects me anymore, waah.
And so, Tom goes to 13 Sunnydale Road and... ah, tempests in teapots. Love 'em all... well, they used to be fun until CGI ruined everything. I mean, the Men in Black series is full of tempests in teapots, but meh. Who cares? Anyway, even though Tom can read, he still hasn't learned about metaphors or similes, or even irony. Alas, not interesting enough of an irony for the Jaded Sophisticates (TM). But Tom will do anything to avoid a little housework, so to the porch of the haunted house he goes. It's The 'Burbs all over again, I tells ya.
Tom rings the doorbell, which sounds like a big church bell. Love it. Take that, Barton Fink's bell gag!
And so, we finally meet the flying sorceress of the title. And boy, does she fly! Witches may be as old as colonial America, but in cartoons everyone keeps up with the times, so for this cartoon from the 1950s, she stays current with a jet-propelled broom. The witch takes Tom for a test flight. Tom ends up parachuting back down to earth with the witch's own hat, but he still gets the job. Well, that was the problem back then: too few cats competing for too few sh... jobs. Nowadays, it's too many too. Now, there's a screenwriter's tip here someplace: sure, this flying sequence may seem too long in this, the era of the Internet and fast cuts, but some storytelling fundamentals never change. I mean, I've seen Salt 1 and Unknown, but for the life of me I don't know what happened. The taser sequence from Salt, that's all I remember. Oh, and Salt blows up a floor and pretends to shoot somebody, something like that. It comes up later. Sorry... spoiler alert. A little simplicity goes a long way. Take Aesop's Fables, for one! Simple! Elemental! Universal! Game-changing... well, three out of four, anyhow. But in the instant case, I think the storytelling fundamentals are this: if you have a witch, well, that witch gotta fly. And fly she does. The FAA will soon hear of this! Alas, the witch's flight is fast and furious, and cut a little bit short, so there. Fast cutting achieved. Besides, there's still some plot to be had.
And so, Tom gets the job of witch's cat, with free room and board and everything. Is Tom grateful? Of course not! Ooh, the bed's too creepy. Next thing you know he'll be wanting to unionize, and billionaires tell me that that's a bad thing. Well, not me personally... it's shouted through their megaphone at me, but same thing. But like Ehrmantraut said, everyone wants to go home. And so, with his toxic mix of boredom and fear, Tom quickly puts two and two together. The witch left her broom out! Can a cat fly a broom? Well, surely a cat of Tom's stature can! And fly he does. Now, much like when he took flight in that one a few weeks ago, Tom faced the same dilemma. You've got wings, and you can fly to anywhere in the world... so where do you go? To harass your mortal enemy, of course! Tom takes that broom and flies back to screw with Jerry's mind. Jerry doesn't exactly rub his eyes, but mission accomplished. Tom blew Jerry's mind before Train did with that song they play all the time at the gym that I now hate. Well, I probably would of hated it before that. This YouTube video purports to be the official music video for the song in question. Well, it's not a documentary about churches in Seattle, so on the YouTube it must stay. If they play a Mr. Mister song other than "Broken Wings" on the radio anymore, I'd be very very surprised.
Needles to say, witches don't care for it when you borrow their brooms. Same thing happened to Bugs Bunny and that fat hairpin-losing witch he got paired with for a while... probably. (also voiced by June Foray, incidentally) One of Chuck Jones' less celebrated cartoon cereals. And so, is a parade awaiting Tom's return to the witch house? Short answer: no. In fact, quite the opposite. The witch turns the broom against Tom, and the witch risks significant damage to her very house to punish Tom. And yet, nothing she does sends Tom to that grave especially dug just for him. Maybe Tom's a warlock!
And so, much like in Heavenly Puss, Tom awakens from his dream, but unlike Heavenly Puss, the reality Tom awakens to in Flying Sorceress leaves something to be desired. He certainly doesn't end up thanking Jerry to be alive, that's for sure! No, it's time for a retreat from reality back into that world of fantasy. In case you don't watch it, Tom was clinging to the broom at home in his sleep, with that nice angry lady shaking it up and down. Tom goes back to sweeping... but he's just got to test out that broom to make sure it can't fly. Whew! It doesn't work. Thank goodness... or does it? Tom takes off flying, and he seems to be headed for the full moon. Jerry watches from the door, as does the embittered housewife. "Now what's that cat up to?" says the housewife as she watches the cat flying towards the moon on a broom... does anyone see the irony there? Anyone at all? No sense of whimsy? The fantastical? No sense of something beyond our five senses? Boy! And this was the 50s! All was not well in the suburbs back then, or so it seems!
***1/2
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
The Goat that Stares at Popeye
...is there no other goat title? Well, when you're king of your own little mountain, the Gods look down and laugh. And they take perverse delight in who or what they send to try to dethrone you. In Popeye's case, it was decided that an evil, ravenous goat was just what the doctor ordered. Why, some might even say that The Hungry Goat is the perfect title for such a tale! There's not even a hint of Popeye in it! ...at least, not until we get to Act Two.
ACT ONE
I think Fred "Tex" Avery's Tortoise Beats Hare came out first... yup, 1941. In that cartoon, we immediately break the proverbial fourth wall with Bugs Bunny examining the cartoon's title card. When he realizes what an insult to his rabbithood it is, he immediately tears it down... in three big, easy-to-animate pieces, then knocks on the turtle's door... I mean, tortoise. The tortoise lives in a tree, BTW, in addition to living in its shell. Boy, some reptiles really know how to live.
The point being, maybe it's unfair to call The Hungry Goat laden with gimmicks, but the goat does ask the projectionist to rewind the film, the fourth wall is broken... I guess that's about it. And who is this goat guy anyway? Some have said it's Arnold Stang... at least, I thought I read that someplace. Arnold Stang and Jack Mercer did work together, according to the IMDb's handy dandy "Credited With" function, just apparently not in a Popeye cartoon. Here's one on YouTube called Naughty but Mice. Even the copyright lawyers don't care about that one, as it flies well below their radar. Go figure. But they should leave it up since it's not scheduled to be put on a DVD until the year 2782!!! ...where was I? Oh, right. The goat's voice. Apparently, it's a fella by the name of Gilbert Mack. So many names to learn, so little time and brain space. Movie reviewing is hard! I'm pushing out all my fond childhood memories and replacing them with B-listers!
Now, now, credit where credit's due. This Gilbert Mack actor fella's working harder than he thought he would. After seeing the title, much like Bugs Bunny in Tortoise Beats Hare, the goat takes the "hungry" part to heart and starts acting tragically. This pain in my stomach... will nothing in this world fix it? If only for a few hours? Enter a pile of tin cans. You see, films of this era often used some of the cultural notions left over from the 19th century: snakes have the power to hypnotize, goats will eat metal, certain non-white groups of people have funny, cinematic peculiarities, what have you. The Hungry Goat goes with the second one. Alas, fate intervenes, and the world's fastest crane grabs up the pile of cans and piles them into the back of a truck. So, not only is this goat hungry, but it is also very easily discouraged.
I like this Wikipedia entry about "The Popeye Show." They mention The Hungry Goat and that it wasn't shown much at first... I can't make heads nor tails out of it, but I think they're trying to say that they had a bad print of it. That's the reason it wasn't shown a whole lot, not that the goat talks about committing suicide. That's perfectly all right! A nice way to kill some time, that's for sure. The goat tries to blast out of this wicked world once and for all by jumping into the water. Alas, the goat hits its head on a battleship, thereby causing it to get thrown back onto the pier... he's down by the water, you see. Some more yammering, and then... boom. The goat puts two and two together. He may have hit his head on that battleship, but he can surely sink his teeth into it! Why, it turns into the biggest pile of cans he's... it's ever seen. Must be a dude goat. A lady goat would never be so un-lady-like... and would probably never play the lead in a pic like this, anyway. They're always relegated to the love interest roles.
ACT TWO
Oh, I've spent far, far too long on this one. And so, the goat gets two big eye-boners and boards the battleship. And... FINALLY! Enter the Popeye. And where Popeye's playing checkers, the goat's playing chess... three-dimensional, ultra-laser chess against twenty people. The goat sets up a booby trap for Popeye, then gets to work harassing him. The goat eventually runs off, Popeye gives chase, and BOOM... right into the trap. One reason to hate this goat. He really gets my... something. I forget what. So let's move on.
This could go on forever, so another character is brought into the mix. An authority figure is just what the Script Doctor ordered, because clearly this asylum is being run by the inmates, currently. It's the admiral of the battleship, and the schmoozing goat makes fast friends with him because... ugh. It's a long story. The admiral admonishes Popeye and says "As for myself... I'm going to the movies! Nyaah!!!!" Apparently, Jack Mercer voiced the admiral as well; must be why the admiral's so funny. And so, the admiral grabs a taxi. The driver asks "Where to, bud?" "To the movies!" says the admiral, in much the same inflection as before. Popeye is once again at ease, unofficially. Good double bill with Conrad the Sailor. Love that cartoon.
And so, this opens the door for the Fourth Wall again. See, Popeye can't kill the goat, because the Admiral is in the audience! Why, look! There he is finding his seat! Anyway, it's about time for Act Three, but where to make the break? If only there were some clarifying event... oh, right! The goat takes the mallet from Popeye, winds up for the pitch, and hits Popeye in the head with a mighty swing... with the mallet.
ACT THREE
You know... I hate to get all personal and all. I know, ick. Write a book for that kinda sentimental crap. This is a blog, god Damn it! Nothing but news here, folks. But we were talking earlier about verbal ping-pong. The example that was given to me was from an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm... a nurse with no sense of humor. Where does he come up with this stuff? Well, as Spock would say, it's an early 20th Century Earth phenomenon, referred to by the earthlings as "Verbal Ping Pong." Thank God that Star Trek show dumbed down things for us humans, what with the universe being so vast and so filled with aliens with strange worlds and languages and all. The one I thought of (not on YouTube, of course) is an exchange between Homer and Lisa, arguably much shorter in duration, in a Halloween episode the Mortals refer to as The Homega Man. There are other examples, I'm sure... now to make it relate to The Hungry Goat. Well, what Hungry seems to engage in at this point, after Popeye's head trauma, could quite possibly be referred to as Visual Ping Pong. And it saved some wear and tear on the animators, which Famous Studios would be looking for from now on, it being a critical part of their business model. It's this kind of sequence that sticks in my mental craw, but I think I've finally made my peace with it. The music's good!
And then, more mayhem ensues. Normally, I'd go through it point by point, but it's making me weary. Besides, I'm too busy multi-tasking as it is. But the major move in the Third Act is that the goat once again breaks the Fourth Wall with a note for the Admiral. The last stroke of genius from the goat, because the Admiral's not going to want to see this part: the part where the goat starts eating the battleship. I mentioned this before, but I finally figured out the genius of Sons of the Desert and my new fangled respect for Stan Laurel, apparently the brains behind Laurel and Hardy. Ain't that always the way? The stupid one's actually smart? Well, Hungry's not quite as subversive, but close.
Anyway, as prescribed by the Script Gods, the Admiral returns from his "phone call" none the wiser, and the kid sitting next to him has to verbally point out that the goat's eating the ship. Well, the Admiral's fit to be tied, and about ten moments too late. Well, he taxis his way back to the ship, calls Popeye to attention (what becomes of the plane with a bomb on it, we'll just never know) and asks "Where's that goat?" Why, the goat's in the theater, of course, laughing his goat ass off! And yet, he wasn't able to get his own series out of the deal. Just a case of bad timing, I suppose. Well, that's what you get when Vince Gilligan's not writing your scripts.
***
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Good double bill with: ...what else? Scrap Happy Daffy... I forget why, though
***
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
ACT ONE
I think Fred "Tex" Avery's Tortoise Beats Hare came out first... yup, 1941. In that cartoon, we immediately break the proverbial fourth wall with Bugs Bunny examining the cartoon's title card. When he realizes what an insult to his rabbithood it is, he immediately tears it down... in three big, easy-to-animate pieces, then knocks on the turtle's door... I mean, tortoise. The tortoise lives in a tree, BTW, in addition to living in its shell. Boy, some reptiles really know how to live.
The point being, maybe it's unfair to call The Hungry Goat laden with gimmicks, but the goat does ask the projectionist to rewind the film, the fourth wall is broken... I guess that's about it. And who is this goat guy anyway? Some have said it's Arnold Stang... at least, I thought I read that someplace. Arnold Stang and Jack Mercer did work together, according to the IMDb's handy dandy "Credited With" function, just apparently not in a Popeye cartoon. Here's one on YouTube called Naughty but Mice. Even the copyright lawyers don't care about that one, as it flies well below their radar. Go figure. But they should leave it up since it's not scheduled to be put on a DVD until the year 2782!!! ...where was I? Oh, right. The goat's voice. Apparently, it's a fella by the name of Gilbert Mack. So many names to learn, so little time and brain space. Movie reviewing is hard! I'm pushing out all my fond childhood memories and replacing them with B-listers!
Now, now, credit where credit's due. This Gilbert Mack actor fella's working harder than he thought he would. After seeing the title, much like Bugs Bunny in Tortoise Beats Hare, the goat takes the "hungry" part to heart and starts acting tragically. This pain in my stomach... will nothing in this world fix it? If only for a few hours? Enter a pile of tin cans. You see, films of this era often used some of the cultural notions left over from the 19th century: snakes have the power to hypnotize, goats will eat metal, certain non-white groups of people have funny, cinematic peculiarities, what have you. The Hungry Goat goes with the second one. Alas, fate intervenes, and the world's fastest crane grabs up the pile of cans and piles them into the back of a truck. So, not only is this goat hungry, but it is also very easily discouraged.
I like this Wikipedia entry about "The Popeye Show." They mention The Hungry Goat and that it wasn't shown much at first... I can't make heads nor tails out of it, but I think they're trying to say that they had a bad print of it. That's the reason it wasn't shown a whole lot, not that the goat talks about committing suicide. That's perfectly all right! A nice way to kill some time, that's for sure. The goat tries to blast out of this wicked world once and for all by jumping into the water. Alas, the goat hits its head on a battleship, thereby causing it to get thrown back onto the pier... he's down by the water, you see. Some more yammering, and then... boom. The goat puts two and two together. He may have hit his head on that battleship, but he can surely sink his teeth into it! Why, it turns into the biggest pile of cans he's... it's ever seen. Must be a dude goat. A lady goat would never be so un-lady-like... and would probably never play the lead in a pic like this, anyway. They're always relegated to the love interest roles.
ACT TWO
Oh, I've spent far, far too long on this one. And so, the goat gets two big eye-boners and boards the battleship. And... FINALLY! Enter the Popeye. And where Popeye's playing checkers, the goat's playing chess... three-dimensional, ultra-laser chess against twenty people. The goat sets up a booby trap for Popeye, then gets to work harassing him. The goat eventually runs off, Popeye gives chase, and BOOM... right into the trap. One reason to hate this goat. He really gets my... something. I forget what. So let's move on.
This could go on forever, so another character is brought into the mix. An authority figure is just what the Script Doctor ordered, because clearly this asylum is being run by the inmates, currently. It's the admiral of the battleship, and the schmoozing goat makes fast friends with him because... ugh. It's a long story. The admiral admonishes Popeye and says "As for myself... I'm going to the movies! Nyaah!!!!" Apparently, Jack Mercer voiced the admiral as well; must be why the admiral's so funny. And so, the admiral grabs a taxi. The driver asks "Where to, bud?" "To the movies!" says the admiral, in much the same inflection as before. Popeye is once again at ease, unofficially. Good double bill with Conrad the Sailor. Love that cartoon.
And so, this opens the door for the Fourth Wall again. See, Popeye can't kill the goat, because the Admiral is in the audience! Why, look! There he is finding his seat! Anyway, it's about time for Act Three, but where to make the break? If only there were some clarifying event... oh, right! The goat takes the mallet from Popeye, winds up for the pitch, and hits Popeye in the head with a mighty swing... with the mallet.
ACT THREE
You know... I hate to get all personal and all. I know, ick. Write a book for that kinda sentimental crap. This is a blog, god Damn it! Nothing but news here, folks. But we were talking earlier about verbal ping-pong. The example that was given to me was from an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm... a nurse with no sense of humor. Where does he come up with this stuff? Well, as Spock would say, it's an early 20th Century Earth phenomenon, referred to by the earthlings as "Verbal Ping Pong." Thank God that Star Trek show dumbed down things for us humans, what with the universe being so vast and so filled with aliens with strange worlds and languages and all. The one I thought of (not on YouTube, of course) is an exchange between Homer and Lisa, arguably much shorter in duration, in a Halloween episode the Mortals refer to as The Homega Man. There are other examples, I'm sure... now to make it relate to The Hungry Goat. Well, what Hungry seems to engage in at this point, after Popeye's head trauma, could quite possibly be referred to as Visual Ping Pong. And it saved some wear and tear on the animators, which Famous Studios would be looking for from now on, it being a critical part of their business model. It's this kind of sequence that sticks in my mental craw, but I think I've finally made my peace with it. The music's good!
And then, more mayhem ensues. Normally, I'd go through it point by point, but it's making me weary. Besides, I'm too busy multi-tasking as it is. But the major move in the Third Act is that the goat once again breaks the Fourth Wall with a note for the Admiral. The last stroke of genius from the goat, because the Admiral's not going to want to see this part: the part where the goat starts eating the battleship. I mentioned this before, but I finally figured out the genius of Sons of the Desert and my new fangled respect for Stan Laurel, apparently the brains behind Laurel and Hardy. Ain't that always the way? The stupid one's actually smart? Well, Hungry's not quite as subversive, but close.
Anyway, as prescribed by the Script Gods, the Admiral returns from his "phone call" none the wiser, and the kid sitting next to him has to verbally point out that the goat's eating the ship. Well, the Admiral's fit to be tied, and about ten moments too late. Well, he taxis his way back to the ship, calls Popeye to attention (what becomes of the plane with a bomb on it, we'll just never know) and asks "Where's that goat?" Why, the goat's in the theater, of course, laughing his goat ass off! And yet, he wasn't able to get his own series out of the deal. Just a case of bad timing, I suppose. Well, that's what you get when Vince Gilligan's not writing your scripts.
***
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
Good double bill with: ...what else? Scrap Happy Daffy... I forget why, though
***
-so sayeth The Movie Hooligan
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