tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226623332024-03-24T22:14:41.905-06:00David Germain's blogMy art and anything else I like.David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.comBlogger337125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-32667168975243292512024-03-14T14:05:00.005-06:002024-03-16T11:48:10.156-06:00I SHOT THE ARIF....... BUT I DID NOT SHOOT THE DEPUTY...... WOOO WOOO WOOOOOOOOOO<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rkO7hqaEAMlhvFmiasghtl-QCUax8sU-vYqJHZnF1GLeZIRFR3rN0oQ18JvmoUGAhUSjbjANfhFKTxFB7KksYkhIf6dhzXXJKGlIzqXi3PXEF2wsolZpnyNdvWWNwovm6i4YN6UCz8VSn_CH_L-ftyHkERg3IeIFElkZ-e3rJdQHF2fsGwP7/s352/arif-virani.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="352" data-original-width="265" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rkO7hqaEAMlhvFmiasghtl-QCUax8sU-vYqJHZnF1GLeZIRFR3rN0oQ18JvmoUGAhUSjbjANfhFKTxFB7KksYkhIf6dhzXXJKGlIzqXi3PXEF2wsolZpnyNdvWWNwovm6i4YN6UCz8VSn_CH_L-ftyHkERg3IeIFElkZ-e3rJdQHF2fsGwP7/s320/arif-virani.jpg" width="241" /></a></div><br /> The guy in the photo above is Canadian parliamentarian Arif Virani. Not many people know who he is here in Canada and even less people in the rest of the world have even a wisp of an idea of who he is. Well, I think it would be a very good idea for more people to know that this man exists and for a rather relevant reason. He's the carbon(?) based lifeform that is responsible for presenting the following bill into parliament:<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtCGLyXk3Gj6D6TMmoIeN6zecrMzxnJT53a59AttFUOzy3uSztNKMAqwCLzeSYbCWAsXXlgn05ZEOPQOnLUVO75OnxxUBjG3nUNxOhQi9zGGVisAi7xE0-C-2LPGk09laZNOnSnNvu25E3Axn3YNd6zDlawWnY2Zk5-SYK0NtWex9te0iVupD5/s825/billc63.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="508" data-original-width="825" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtCGLyXk3Gj6D6TMmoIeN6zecrMzxnJT53a59AttFUOzy3uSztNKMAqwCLzeSYbCWAsXXlgn05ZEOPQOnLUVO75OnxxUBjG3nUNxOhQi9zGGVisAi7xE0-C-2LPGk09laZNOnSnNvu25E3Axn3YNd6zDlawWnY2Zk5-SYK0NtWex9te0iVupD5/w400-h246/billc63.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Yep, that one. If that becomes law, people all over Canada could face <b><span style="font-size: large;">LIFE</span></b> in prison for..................... posting "nasty" things on the internet.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJJOsAD2GunD2ihF5XfWT6z3N-lMwa4_xr5zzzwx92NN6tBTLBg7YpVy7OpK2K1YSyG2Thg_5bmvWNtBcS2mb6tftZZqzl065G5WKnSyDBGShSnZhnjeXcDSGfo3fBC0rOdV-ZOb_MYW0ETL7P0_X3__SJ2_Vu46f0sw6MhTNXlFivbpF-Vv0l/s773/countfloyd_howling.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="773" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJJOsAD2GunD2ihF5XfWT6z3N-lMwa4_xr5zzzwx92NN6tBTLBg7YpVy7OpK2K1YSyG2Thg_5bmvWNtBcS2mb6tftZZqzl065G5WKnSyDBGShSnZhnjeXcDSGfo3fBC0rOdV-ZOb_MYW0ETL7P0_X3__SJ2_Vu46f0sw6MhTNXlFivbpF-Vv0l/w400-h323/countfloyd_howling.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">WOOO-OO-OOO-OOO-OO! Isn't that scary, kids? Wow! Did you see that post on Facebook? Or that one on X? All those...... nasty dirty words! WOO-OOO-OOO! Maybe somebody might read those words........ and.... and.... feel sad about them maybe. And then....... LOOK OUT! Because......... WOOO-OO-OOO-OOO-OOO! So so scary and....... um........<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1HfuvNZHz99fQ5DpI4JzkIpZotg99eB4cnR-gseMw7t06LbequyiDTqcNB4lJxl3meGvVjdyJx2c7s_HeFv-4EdmXXCzao2lb4ZLrZ45JtvUkdXJt9ynpR6UCB9obBL97QsTpWFOrbi1FHMVxJa3xTmei0L75vc0f8rXDO_XySlvPuL3NzJ9w/s773/countfloyd_mad.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="773" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1HfuvNZHz99fQ5DpI4JzkIpZotg99eB4cnR-gseMw7t06LbequyiDTqcNB4lJxl3meGvVjdyJx2c7s_HeFv-4EdmXXCzao2lb4ZLrZ45JtvUkdXJt9ynpR6UCB9obBL97QsTpWFOrbi1FHMVxJa3xTmei0L75vc0f8rXDO_XySlvPuL3NzJ9w/w400-h323/countfloyd_mad.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh alright! It's not scary. Only a meglomaniacal idiot would put anyone in jail for that. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1HfuvNZHz99fQ5DpI4JzkIpZotg99eB4cnR-gseMw7t06LbequyiDTqcNB4lJxl3meGvVjdyJx2c7s_HeFv-4EdmXXCzao2lb4ZLrZ45JtvUkdXJt9ynpR6UCB9obBL97QsTpWFOrbi1FHMVxJa3xTmei0L75vc0f8rXDO_XySlvPuL3NzJ9w/s773/countfloyd_mad.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>One of the worst parts is that the dude's proud of this bill. He's pinned a video of himself singing the bill's praises to the top of his Twitter/X profile and expects it pass into law with impunity.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj35jREXB1ojuQP6TyyRaNj5qELAGG-Ax_Ptjlp6rGweHEFCXGcee81b9FJrHfb9W-CU0-RqueoOMa6UAYrxGJAL-808soR4FWp7oNXJY_vQEgJ0iBD2TVsh0Sxo70FFpvh-8C57W2gOU73aWaS9rfDY9pCmLPdCRwwMh6ni19SHafteQhWR0Zw/s665/arif_xprofile.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="519" data-original-width="665" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj35jREXB1ojuQP6TyyRaNj5qELAGG-Ax_Ptjlp6rGweHEFCXGcee81b9FJrHfb9W-CU0-RqueoOMa6UAYrxGJAL-808soR4FWp7oNXJY_vQEgJ0iBD2TVsh0Sxo70FFpvh-8C57W2gOU73aWaS9rfDY9pCmLPdCRwwMh6ni19SHafteQhWR0Zw/w320-h250/arif_xprofile.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Mr Arif claims its primary purpose is for "protecting children, especially from seeing porn or being used for porn". Hey, that's all well and good. However, Canada already has a law in the books to perform that function:<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrOIC8BbCJbEvZM8M1lDZocnjTbf6ECZXz6i56WoJp5UaJjPupkbB-DzGxNRYGriBZ_cv3kXDPmOeZzP5kOIMa5_R8qR-UA2_3D5RmXaQUCIQyIZWwsCaILl24tW0_6kVkNhQhCYPvMK8yyjJ8u0BtMLALv5zP7n9GsmeezYeh0a4XA6xnjhQd/s838/billc291.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="339" data-original-width="838" height="161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrOIC8BbCJbEvZM8M1lDZocnjTbf6ECZXz6i56WoJp5UaJjPupkbB-DzGxNRYGriBZ_cv3kXDPmOeZzP5kOIMa5_R8qR-UA2_3D5RmXaQUCIQyIZWwsCaILl24tW0_6kVkNhQhCYPvMK8yyjJ8u0BtMLALv5zP7n9GsmeezYeh0a4XA6xnjhQd/w400-h161/billc291.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>That one. Bill 291 is already used to keep kids safe from sexual predators. C-63 is simply piggybacking on this already established bill as a means to target speech Arif doesn't like, such as.......</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmd7BwSsDMx-soxUxdkiJ8gnuDOpVShYRYiR-BGNgflwKdrS6mVxoQp1Ba220bWxIAIWojjtjxaNPHiCkeQwDys4CEActsOZ5RxSznvqhq78YIq2vXs2eNsoZvAi2-NWOLDuQm7o41RMsDiTgkM88Wdc_4HSOoNFqlGXH3_vjxaAiaTtUH7_j/s838/billc63_hatespeech.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="191" data-original-width="838" height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmd7BwSsDMx-soxUxdkiJ8gnuDOpVShYRYiR-BGNgflwKdrS6mVxoQp1Ba220bWxIAIWojjtjxaNPHiCkeQwDys4CEActsOZ5RxSznvqhq78YIq2vXs2eNsoZvAi2-NWOLDuQm7o41RMsDiTgkM88Wdc_4HSOoNFqlGXH3_vjxaAiaTtUH7_j/w640-h146/billc63_hatespeech.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Yeah, that old chestnut. He's making a law against something that doesn't actually exist in the first place. "Hate Speech" is a bullshit concept created by bullshit people used to stifle speech and spread bullshit. The only words that could apply here are credible calls for violence. The rest is just spiced up Rabelaisian content that only the flakiest of flakes can't handle. This law is nothing but enforcement of mandatory pearl-clutching.</p><p>But wait, there's more.....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDjOHGhgI7Su7B8xSiVhRCZ7WWfZHaMuu2FcOVKlIztJYur0dIuoHeSUJ2TsgVYArPf-PoJ9ums5Ltb7UvkQ9C3pkp0H-5OjXr585TCXXmBkt5bYmr-tpSknnxk4sIcA9Q8iSeDv1QadhTvksEN0uGu9dtM70xMzZBjjBBP3L0_qrHD1wmgjq/s825/billc63_definitionofhatred.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="171" data-original-width="825" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDjOHGhgI7Su7B8xSiVhRCZ7WWfZHaMuu2FcOVKlIztJYur0dIuoHeSUJ2TsgVYArPf-PoJ9ums5Ltb7UvkQ9C3pkp0H-5OjXr585TCXXmBkt5bYmr-tpSknnxk4sIcA9Q8iSeDv1QadhTvksEN0uGu9dtM70xMzZBjjBBP3L0_qrHD1wmgjq/w640-h133/billc63_definitionofhatred.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Um.... yeah. I've heard of "wrong-think", but this is "wrong-emote". So, having state-disapproved emotions will be punishable under this law. How does that work?</p><p>Ah ha! But, here's the absolute worst part of the entire law. This is the part that makes one question if Arif Virani is actually a demon from Hell, an acid-dripping warlord from outer space, or an evil robot built by Gargamel sent to destroy us all.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYXDZ7K8Uj11HJeZ6bBVXjoE_YPIthgFucc8f3z_Ul4UQCo-iray_d7ZjjdENAXkOA9yJY0nWp0DylMN-5hzQqBRbOlF20HqbTYJZmZoRMOOL8QUNjbOu_T2nHrSsdCw738aad5UE1lqSOQoCO9cTUXypacbKp1dBykDR-7xaKcyNmylI1NuaB/s708/billc63_precrime.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="708" data-original-width="386" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYXDZ7K8Uj11HJeZ6bBVXjoE_YPIthgFucc8f3z_Ul4UQCo-iray_d7ZjjdENAXkOA9yJY0nWp0DylMN-5hzQqBRbOlF20HqbTYJZmZoRMOOL8QUNjbOu_T2nHrSsdCw738aad5UE1lqSOQoCO9cTUXypacbKp1dBykDR-7xaKcyNmylI1NuaB/w348-h640/billc63_precrime.jpg" width="348" /></a></div><p>Wow! Arif wants to arrest people who haven't even committed an offence but IS FEARED that this person(s) will commit an offence at some point in the future. That's something right out of pretty much every dystopian scifi end of civilization novel you can name. Even screw-loose senator Joe McCarthy is looking down from his assessment room in purgatory and saying "WTF?".</p><p>Those are some of the "big highlights" of this ridiculous law. I could copy & paste the entire bill from the government's website and post it here, but that would be a long and dry read. Instead, I'll be a good Gen-Xer and sum it all up with a Simpsons reference. Such as this thusly:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr8hAs4ybJzm5IwQHq_GmbPl2btqgBWXfvNJUcY5UYOcY3Zn8kFC9EZpFiS0ajoPiKtB6I4rjgF8tQmNIk6UJLo4ZptL9lFN6UxXvgUZ5WaN2RawO6W5ag9cWomtuoRhXMeG-CxXEb8dsa_fGvErhV8hYYVNR-QTeaN3RfTrUquPSN6snu4waP/s550/shitposter.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="550" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr8hAs4ybJzm5IwQHq_GmbPl2btqgBWXfvNJUcY5UYOcY3Zn8kFC9EZpFiS0ajoPiKtB6I4rjgF8tQmNIk6UJLo4ZptL9lFN6UxXvgUZ5WaN2RawO6W5ag9cWomtuoRhXMeG-CxXEb8dsa_fGvErhV8hYYVNR-QTeaN3RfTrUquPSN6snu4waP/w640-h466/shitposter.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>"...There's alot of shitposters that have got too much freedom. I want to make it legal for policemen to beat 'em..."</i></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>And there you have it. A Mad Max style dystopian nation created at the mere stroke of a pen if this law is passed. Arif is, of course, under some delusion that this law will only shield "vulnerable" people from harshness. But, my prediction for this law is it will play out like Bill c118. For those who don't know, c118 is a law drawn up that was supposed to force social media companies to pay news organizations in Canada for uploading their content. You and I have to PAY the social media companies to advertise and promote our stuff, but Canada's news orgs would GET paid for uploading. However, what happened was social media companies instead just stopped hosting Canadian news altogether. It only makes business sense on the websites' part. They would save money by NOT hosting news content that the country's government is forcing them to pay for. I'm thinking that's all that would happen under c63. Social media companies, or perhaps even Google as a whole, will simply pull all of their business out of Canada. It would certainly be easier than combing through every post from the past 20 years looking for "questionable" content AND then tracking every individual down for an arrest. THEN watch the support of the Arif and his party, the Liberals, plummet to even further depths than anyone could imagine. </p><p>Hey, come to think of it, Arif is not the only perpetrator of trying to pass illiberal censorship and other dystopian nonsense into law. There's been a bunch over the past few years. There was C-11, a bill that gave the government control over the content in Canada's film industry. Trudeau also rammed through another stifling law with bill C-36. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIanLwDo5un2g5gMM-eU6x_VqR7AgiF_lgiI6lRS9UJmZ34exzNp926bUpDBwXqE5NK6J_MowHV69cZ7W6oR65JiiWuv57Vy3PvMUhqOzFtnTmQAadvbyCxGQDcJN9mtmwPv2CCzNAduDo8j0ajOZin9lsj8UeC7f9p6bWBYNvSZaI1OGhcC2/s976/_85821512_hi002023542.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="549" data-original-width="976" height="113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIanLwDo5un2g5gMM-eU6x_VqR7AgiF_lgiI6lRS9UJmZ34exzNp926bUpDBwXqE5NK6J_MowHV69cZ7W6oR65JiiWuv57Vy3PvMUhqOzFtnTmQAadvbyCxGQDcJN9mtmwPv2CCzNAduDo8j0ajOZin9lsj8UeC7f9p6bWBYNvSZaI1OGhcC2/w200-h113/_85821512_hi002023542.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /> And, of course, there's still a whole controversy over the Trudeau government's handling of the Emergencies Act against the truckers' big protest back in 2022. But, of course, I shouldn't leave out any of the equally dystopian things that former PM Stephen Harper did during his time. He tried to pass C-11 back when it was called C-10. He also tried to implement a hotline where people could report on any suspicious things Muslims might be doing. Why have politicians been so brazen to try and enact dubious laws that blatantly violate Canada's Charter of Rights and Freedoms? Is there a way to put a stop to it? I think I might have a solution. Here's a bill I'd love to introduce to parliament some day:<br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">BILL C-8675309: the "READ THE CHARTER, DAMNIT" Act</span></p><p><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">1) any and all laws introduced to parliament must adhere to the provisions stated in Canada's Charter of Rights and Freedoms. Failure to do so would result in any of the following punishments:</span></p><p><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"> a) immediate loss of political position and title</span></p><p><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"> b) an automatic prison sentence of up to 35 years </span></p><p><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"> c) 2000 hours of community service in the worst part of that MP's constituency</span></p><p><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"> d) I get to spank that former MP's bare butt with an object of my choice every time I feel like it, and I will always feel like it</span></p><p>There we go. With that bill becoming law, we should never have to deal with any tyrannical politicians ever again.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikllKJkLsX03ncjWUhx_D_RxpW7d3Lx_o7kFr_l-fiEbiV4pi_FjQGv5unQFv3VnqDaBVNf17pw6EIt0FczMdN-qS_9gebWlPnkz3FA7vEu5MBypBinJOpFthIyksOhJA52XHiMnJr7zoTNQpmctjagCREpXESZsUWH9d1JLzKnxSta8i2WCrz/s352/arif-virani%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="352" data-original-width="265" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikllKJkLsX03ncjWUhx_D_RxpW7d3Lx_o7kFr_l-fiEbiV4pi_FjQGv5unQFv3VnqDaBVNf17pw6EIt0FczMdN-qS_9gebWlPnkz3FA7vEu5MBypBinJOpFthIyksOhJA52XHiMnJr7zoTNQpmctjagCREpXESZsUWH9d1JLzKnxSta8i2WCrz/s320/arif-virani%20copy.jpg" width="241" /></a></div><br /><p>There's a lot of vitriolic things I could say about this man that I haven't said already. I draw his with a "classic" Hitler moustache of course. I could put a Chairman Mao bald spot and mole on his face or a full Castro beard. A Darth Vader mask? Naw, that's been done to death. Depict him as the Eye of Sauron from <b>Lord of the Rings</b>? No, J.R.R. Tolkien's ghost might sue. Well, hey, my first thought when I saw this guy for the first time was "his nose looks like a penis". So, here's my depiction of him:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDiPmOeYHSXwdqpz5EZXwNnDew_ypQwZs06JgOUvB5w2xuZXcURvk0maeEEMslQ41d4QkvGvMLXKdIp66Lrm2nGE2Tfmp-ESWvI_h7Mr_0mX_HxjGsP-Ph78-VsHRKdfoYpK9zoV3KD6jzUiSYe5Ut61cDkggTE1RUC1Hwc_1NFdEzHyMIgh6C/s400/arif_the_dicknosed_monkey.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="289" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDiPmOeYHSXwdqpz5EZXwNnDew_ypQwZs06JgOUvB5w2xuZXcURvk0maeEEMslQ41d4QkvGvMLXKdIp66Lrm2nGE2Tfmp-ESWvI_h7Mr_0mX_HxjGsP-Ph78-VsHRKdfoYpK9zoV3KD6jzUiSYe5Ut61cDkggTE1RUC1Hwc_1NFdEzHyMIgh6C/w462-h640/arif_the_dicknosed_monkey.jpg" width="462" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>Arif the Dick-Nosed Censor Monkey</b></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Uh oh! Would this drawing get me in trouble with the c63 law??? Well, if it does, my response is from a classic Was Not Was song. Enjoy, and see you on the other side.</p><p><br /><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/noJo-bJ5V8A?si=xvyi8DEBvZsefCFf" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe></p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-24976003652519776062024-02-25T19:05:00.001-06:002024-02-25T19:05:28.792-06:00Does Avery like Avery?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXf2QlwBk_T2dB0XpjEMpWNV1XPTXI2O9Ee3TUdKe2nO7fG_0YQrKLcDEhDB5Wca_iJJbVReKay8_aDJ0OEHV0YN8WRCKAhbS6gt_8fNm7si3e3vwHZuVPXHE0obSMln2cYic586fQst0qZPL5pkevNELArfi7T8ej6mGGVkbj8ADl1O5eIZ_/s2048/averyrain_gwapo.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXf2QlwBk_T2dB0XpjEMpWNV1XPTXI2O9Ee3TUdKe2nO7fG_0YQrKLcDEhDB5Wca_iJJbVReKay8_aDJ0OEHV0YN8WRCKAhbS6gt_8fNm7si3e3vwHZuVPXHE0obSMln2cYic586fQst0qZPL5pkevNELArfi7T8ej6mGGVkbj8ADl1O5eIZ_/w150-h200/averyrain_gwapo.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><br />This is the first Tex Avery's birthday post I've done since my son was born. <br /><a href="http://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2023/09/my-boy-avery-is-finally-here.html"><i><span style="color: #ffa400;">Like I mentioned before</span></i></a>, my son's name is Avery taken after the great master Tex Avery so I feel it's fitting to involve he little guy in this post. Throughout this post we will all answer the question put forth in the title: "What is my son's assessment of Tex Avery's work?"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBUtN3f9uuJ1VTw4rHSdGMaBOPou2q-ulJOUOht9PMOMvFdr8CZtknvFllC0NMJ7MOFm93nBFTL-9kpMKrIHv_zPqsWjuYRamTSKwDATdvriQMyjLFeDFU0deeDU9DH9lV6Fhjrwp_HWr9Y8wkI1sC7rn5TyVHPGWNscQnyo_M2wG59v20baq0/s150/TexAveryProfile-large.png" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="150" data-original-width="115" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBUtN3f9uuJ1VTw4rHSdGMaBOPou2q-ulJOUOht9PMOMvFdr8CZtknvFllC0NMJ7MOFm93nBFTL-9kpMKrIHv_zPqsWjuYRamTSKwDATdvriQMyjLFeDFU0deeDU9DH9lV6Fhjrwp_HWr9Y8wkI1sC7rn5TyVHPGWNscQnyo_M2wG59v20baq0/w153-h200/TexAveryProfile-large.png" width="153" /></a><p></p><p>What's that? Why, yes, my boy Avery has indeed been watching many many selections from my DVD/Bluray collection pretty much since the day his eyes were fully open. Why do you ask? It's a good way to keep him quiet and happy.............. some of the time. If he's genuinely enjoying what he sees, then it works quite well. If not, well then you've got a loud cranky baby on your hands and you'd better do what you can to alleviate that situation fast.</p><p>One big selection from Tex's filmography that my son has seen is the "magnumest opus that ever magnumed an opus", that seminal masterpiece: <b>Red Hot Riding Hood</b>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgym7760KMOWgr2mVGAZkvgUaOOGOinM5-Yl6Eu_B1WsF0uwgShy6sX_U3xyj8aWOXAg6yLUkEV5scoU2ab8MsUchejvmt13olr144CNdk8rEXIFyiGG3RnsxKasZx1HEIEOno83KVWyPFXTZ-24u5frHlvdNYacag17tHWti6eyE0h-wyhEj3X/s653/TX_redhotridinghood_shot.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="516" data-original-width="653" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgym7760KMOWgr2mVGAZkvgUaOOGOinM5-Yl6Eu_B1WsF0uwgShy6sX_U3xyj8aWOXAg6yLUkEV5scoU2ab8MsUchejvmt13olr144CNdk8rEXIFyiGG3RnsxKasZx1HEIEOno83KVWyPFXTZ-24u5frHlvdNYacag17tHWti6eyE0h-wyhEj3X/s320/TX_redhotridinghood_shot.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>The verdict: I am sad to report that this cartoon made my son Avery cry. He wasn't crying at first, which is good. However, when it got to the part where the Wolf was going crazy at the table looking at Red dancing on the stage, that's when he showed his displeasure. Ah well. He's only 5 months old as of right now. Cultural works have ways of growing on people once they mature and become more worldly, which I'm sure my son is destined to do.</p><p>Here are some other shows that have given him displeasure in the first few months of his life:</p><p><b>Sesame Street</b> - he's scared of The Count</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjErWEzVwFQGRdUt84oKy09RLxI4rIub1WcVqdyJiZR184n6_w5T2UDoPVrFg0y1EjCgk7dbBXKnquhw1XHpjwL8tLj5Gq_rMOK57FUB0mubB0RgstsWj43zxxLbSA6vgoqqgZE8vf1delghFRblNRAUO0siwYEzVNug8mf890g78AXT9RHnWXG/s1920/thecount.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjErWEzVwFQGRdUt84oKy09RLxI4rIub1WcVqdyJiZR184n6_w5T2UDoPVrFg0y1EjCgk7dbBXKnquhw1XHpjwL8tLj5Gq_rMOK57FUB0mubB0RgstsWj43zxxLbSA6vgoqqgZE8vf1delghFRblNRAUO0siwYEzVNug8mf890g78AXT9RHnWXG/w200-h113/thecount.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Fraggle Rock</b> - he's scared of the Gorgs, especially in the openning theme song when Jr grabs Gobo</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7pfmthi25zCcTNQf63J0a8yg_tiAxtEXxSimqQn-ZJyMNfDxdVeTFO-Avqc_CgBkpSPtcbe2IQcFUIVoK-TKBcjmrkd7Kp-6FL0vBQjHWlOjGKpEboZEHrS4qVOrxNb4GolwaK_Lx3AXfL_vyIX3S4ey3DHtV6tPc7sS1Kh7ClQJxaMGKXZz/s800/FraggleRock-Gorgs.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7pfmthi25zCcTNQf63J0a8yg_tiAxtEXxSimqQn-ZJyMNfDxdVeTFO-Avqc_CgBkpSPtcbe2IQcFUIVoK-TKBcjmrkd7Kp-6FL0vBQjHWlOjGKpEboZEHrS4qVOrxNb4GolwaK_Lx3AXfL_vyIX3S4ey3DHtV6tPc7sS1Kh7ClQJxaMGKXZz/w200-h150/FraggleRock-Gorgs.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Dumbo</b> - Avery does NOT care for those lady elephants that pick on and exclude Dumbo. Well' y'know, he's not wrong. If you watch the movie you can easily see that those elephants are pieces of shit in general throughout the entire movie. That's the point of their characters of course, but it's understandable that he would not enjoy watching them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Oq_FkWrcLkcwQRpduAk1qOblr0B1yy6aqMgGhYLgIbFLZtp4VFmvA8Ybe04DiHTBp5gt_dC1seZ-W9BmsUsP74QYel0Wp-mIJl44VyxTtzaqPEHDD4Cio7EsYYSU1golLAp_3jWLeGLLF4zRTkWUwpU25TE_5fnv5WHHy1MT_nyfBKIak9fL/s1440/Elephants_Dumbo.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1440" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Oq_FkWrcLkcwQRpduAk1qOblr0B1yy6aqMgGhYLgIbFLZtp4VFmvA8Ybe04DiHTBp5gt_dC1seZ-W9BmsUsP74QYel0Wp-mIJl44VyxTtzaqPEHDD4Cio7EsYYSU1golLAp_3jWLeGLLF4zRTkWUwpU25TE_5fnv5WHHy1MT_nyfBKIak9fL/w200-h150/Elephants_Dumbo.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>I'll give a special mention to Sylvester & Tweety right here, because he has a kind of love/hate opinion of them. Li'l Avery loves anything with music in it, you see. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy4KWJj9J1sdiEV0XM-sfLGqsRpkIwVokck9Goxu-RHjtWMxc6d_0faRKOOHTy5f2NtPf0F1JtgLlMt1BgGPBzIkyzLvN1lzbAKKacBRSPCqdkH6fr2sv-NNrJFKPJRnam14ZOQh6f-qC4LqN_dCqjhjsnbxEtPvG2CkUqphyphenhyphendZIPvew1hthul/s720/dogpounded_sylvesterandtweety.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="720" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy4KWJj9J1sdiEV0XM-sfLGqsRpkIwVokck9Goxu-RHjtWMxc6d_0faRKOOHTy5f2NtPf0F1JtgLlMt1BgGPBzIkyzLvN1lzbAKKacBRSPCqdkH6fr2sv-NNrJFKPJRnam14ZOQh6f-qC4LqN_dCqjhjsnbxEtPvG2CkUqphyphenhyphendZIPvew1hthul/w200-h150/dogpounded_sylvesterandtweety.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>As many of you reading this now are aware, most S&T cartoons start off with Tweety singing a song. My son is thoroughly entertained by this. But he is quickly taken aback the moment Sylvester makes any kind of grab for him. Avery lets out a shriek that seems to be saying "NOOOOOOOOO! DON'T KILL THE SINGING BIRD!!!!" That grief is short lived the moment Sylvester fails with either a long fall, dog punch, or explosion. That is then followed by a feeling of relief. But, the grief begins anew when that "puddy tat" recovers and makes another attempt. It is of course then followed by another sense of relief. Grief --> Relief Grief --> Relief Grief --> Relief over and over again. So, to him, the Sylvester & Tweety series is more of a heavy drama than a slapstick comedy. Well, again, he's 5 months. He will eventually notice a pattern within this cartoon series and hopefully experience joy or what have you. <p></p><div>There is one thing in this world that he does fully enjoy. It lights his face up every time he watches it. Anybody with small children already know who it is. But, for everyone else, I will embed his very favourite show right below:<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/hTqtGJwsJVE?si=5dSvU7wGEIc2lpJt" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Yep! This video has been playing much more than once a day every day for several months. And now that I'm showing you this video, now YOU have every one of her songs stuck in your head with no chance of escape. HA!!!</div><div>Although, I have heard that the above figure Ms Rachel is being hailed as the new Mister Rogers and for good reason. She does a tremendous job of reaching, teaching, and educating children I'm sure all over the world. She helps keep my son happy and that's great. More power to her.</div><div><br /></div><div>He's not ONLY entertained by Ms Rachel though. His horizons are a bit more broad than that. Here are some things I've seen him enjoy:</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Robin Hood Daffy</b> - I saw him smile al through the scene where Daffy and Porky are laughing with each other. He found their laughter to be infectious and it got to him.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrfec34mL2LSYVqeAEN8ctZqDsmwRzePlZtgxLPnBR4-QgMOn4ih6BVyploLMQAL6xgsTenRoygHVU_6olQMvrLNnicrzddPWB6xxxz7KvqAveHmMZ3ZTUHwpu5aedAMEhGH1j21aDHqIzXo2D5hE38L3XNdth0LwhXq3_oA7kqepBma2rPnR/s1478/robinhooddaffy_laughing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1478" height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrfec34mL2LSYVqeAEN8ctZqDsmwRzePlZtgxLPnBR4-QgMOn4ih6BVyploLMQAL6xgsTenRoygHVU_6olQMvrLNnicrzddPWB6xxxz7KvqAveHmMZ3ZTUHwpu5aedAMEhGH1j21aDHqIzXo2D5hE38L3XNdth0LwhXq3_oA7kqepBma2rPnR/w200-h146/robinhooddaffy_laughing.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Louvre Come Back To Me</b> - Well, for pretty much the entire cartoon he had no idea what was going on. He saw Pepe Le Pew pursuing the black & white cat throughout the art museum while her naturally jealous boyfriend was trying to step between them (only to be overpowered by Pepe's stench). However, I saw him smile at the very very end of the cartoon. There's a "montage" of sorts showing many of the paintings reacting to Pepe Le Pew's odour all through the establishment. The very last painting to react is the Mona Lisa who simply says "I can tell you chaps one thing. It's not always easy to hold this smile." Whether you think that joke is strong, weak or whatever is immaterial. Avery found it amusing that a painting suddenly started talking and that's great.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIHQ-weQI8_KST-7Vu8btHd0ju32Ne_saKb0W02tKlhGiAfzL7iBp9EeMibUQlzRkO61v5uw7clqHZuoTAQGXRiBEyPD1Sv7XXnBcifFoOQfHxs3lOYEhuOcCUfkkBxp_Rqs0pmlBvKq9isYfMqVO9_SEgI1cwxH0Kis_so9O-djCvXvJWO7Ay/s713/louvrecomebacktome_monalisa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="713" height="159" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIHQ-weQI8_KST-7Vu8btHd0ju32Ne_saKb0W02tKlhGiAfzL7iBp9EeMibUQlzRkO61v5uw7clqHZuoTAQGXRiBEyPD1Sv7XXnBcifFoOQfHxs3lOYEhuOcCUfkkBxp_Rqs0pmlBvKq9isYfMqVO9_SEgI1cwxH0Kis_so9O-djCvXvJWO7Ay/w200-h159/louvrecomebacktome_monalisa.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Oh hey! There is a Tex Avery cartoon that my son Avery did enjoy. He likes that cartoon about little Owl Jolson wanting to sing jazz much to the dismay of his conventional symphony-loving father: <b>I Love To Singa</b>. I've seen him enjoy seeing that little owl singing the signature song for the whole cartoon. So, in a small tribute to my baby son, I've drawn him as Owl Jolson.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAH5eYRyyBMeFtXiqcvPyxvCoeaN68YPMCmFZEq7wf_lEu6GqG6mSjSxbE-m-6Br8XVDg9VmS8IoYCQilnP9R_4i7r4SOUpWVMP54K7qPKd-twNAWI2Kaze21EAF-KbTwBat4GGO5s8lqvdF6b9lUXImk6LwZ4U2p4boNCRlsxwvCSGvBhJ3am/s688/averyrain_owljolson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="688" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAH5eYRyyBMeFtXiqcvPyxvCoeaN68YPMCmFZEq7wf_lEu6GqG6mSjSxbE-m-6Br8XVDg9VmS8IoYCQilnP9R_4i7r4SOUpWVMP54K7qPKd-twNAWI2Kaze21EAF-KbTwBat4GGO5s8lqvdF6b9lUXImk6LwZ4U2p4boNCRlsxwvCSGvBhJ3am/w640-h372/averyrain_owljolson.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>I can't wait for him to start his education just so I can see if he would "get through Yale with buela buela"!</div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-89621156109623708202024-02-17T10:50:00.000-06:002024-02-17T10:50:17.966-06:00Some smeary smearness<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOYpJ5fbLoc2Xv2ZcngfqA9k-zBX4gbUFOqPv41nqC6yENbTOiRQWOmGTDep2rJB5el0Ko3goSbH1bfeRkazfKv9buBi1Z0PqCDakL2Z_aug7mrdRKevYyY06ZibrtFLZb-FIEzquyaDcxApUcKZQE2lUCJqoOfrM4JcyDQy9o56Kj4fsDLyP/s528/smeary_smearness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="528" data-original-width="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOYpJ5fbLoc2Xv2ZcngfqA9k-zBX4gbUFOqPv41nqC6yENbTOiRQWOmGTDep2rJB5el0Ko3goSbH1bfeRkazfKv9buBi1Z0PqCDakL2Z_aug7mrdRKevYyY06ZibrtFLZb-FIEzquyaDcxApUcKZQE2lUCJqoOfrM4JcyDQy9o56Kj4fsDLyP/s16000/smeary_smearness.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Here's a screenshot from that animated video I'm working on. I figured that it was too crazy NOT to share. Anyway, there it is for your visual enjoyment or whichever emotion takes you.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWefJgrmFFdi_rY_sFnr63dAb1ixOr0HdgTAlskrhtemuVQZYQTPIH86xUycnWJ74YNtlrIfcKrlxJslCH1bJJXnRzudcRytrFgafcbcWKF4QMoEGGPZM_MszS03wQpLY2OKq6pXBtQap78wdWI1-ayVbJcG4nGBrYAt9FiS8MHGmTNwN3M6J/s679/mexicanjoyride_smear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="521" data-original-width="679" height="118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWefJgrmFFdi_rY_sFnr63dAb1ixOr0HdgTAlskrhtemuVQZYQTPIH86xUycnWJ74YNtlrIfcKrlxJslCH1bJJXnRzudcRytrFgafcbcWKF4QMoEGGPZM_MszS03wQpLY2OKq6pXBtQap78wdWI1-ayVbJcG4nGBrYAt9FiS8MHGmTNwN3M6J/w153-h118/mexicanjoyride_smear.jpg" width="153" /></a></div><br />I've seen people online decrying smear animation and too wonky and<br /> weird. People just take a screenshot of it and just focus on that one image pointing out everything they find "wrong" with it. These are people that are of course 1) not in the animation business 2) have never tried to animate anything in their entire lives. Therefore they have no inkling of how any of it works. On the day they finally do acquire that knowledge, they'll find out that the image they once gawked at does indeed work within the movement where it counts. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQOm9I4U1ACPb1AK-9F4LmjqFTHzk8h83i-KGMbj5YFCbldiE78bq8W01DM2rVVhJaJn_zt2exUUXSt8YlL9u0HC9AGZY5eetqGseGQvqWEyOp6EjvBkpmMBdXWVLi9reqQygJ6HnUkeaBvqSluPBiL56bGYAwJ55cNxVABxmGpeaERCaoqhy4/s720/myfavoriteduck_smear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="720" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQOm9I4U1ACPb1AK-9F4LmjqFTHzk8h83i-KGMbj5YFCbldiE78bq8W01DM2rVVhJaJn_zt2exUUXSt8YlL9u0HC9AGZY5eetqGseGQvqWEyOp6EjvBkpmMBdXWVLi9reqQygJ6HnUkeaBvqSluPBiL56bGYAwJ55cNxVABxmGpeaERCaoqhy4/w161-h121/myfavoriteduck_smear.jpg" width="161" /></a></div><p></p><p>This is, of course, something that AI artists could never fully duplicate even with the biggest computer with the highest amount of RAM memory.</p><p>Anyway, that's my post and subsequently my rant. Here's hoping my video, smears and all, is done and online soon. I can't wait.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-43432929312606738562024-01-01T23:08:00.002-06:002024-01-01T23:08:47.448-06:00Kenny Rogers was a skilled and masterful song writer<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vSbw3w66rcpPCGdxI13MyJZEfEVlx3EKTjXnopI9CkeYEgK_5hS-U-H_Ulx5ZCt4DTiqep7ZM4Ine9KDiZWj_ygnIKs_3bE9ZTG6r_D0sz7jP3Fi8aCpJIM_xuVwyDaoL_k8UnNariOQOrYJ9nVUm4iSCbqGb3W2iVDLgEHax3K6kMeYam7E/s265/kennyrogers_guitar.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="190" data-original-width="265" height="459" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vSbw3w66rcpPCGdxI13MyJZEfEVlx3EKTjXnopI9CkeYEgK_5hS-U-H_Ulx5ZCt4DTiqep7ZM4Ine9KDiZWj_ygnIKs_3bE9ZTG6r_D0sz7jP3Fi8aCpJIM_xuVwyDaoL_k8UnNariOQOrYJ9nVUm4iSCbqGb3W2iVDLgEHax3K6kMeYam7E/w640-h459/kennyrogers_guitar.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> That's quite a hot take I know, but I just have to say it. It's true. Kenny Rogers was a highly talented artist who had a special gift for writing songs. He had that spark, that indelible flair for crafting songs that entertain and uplift generations upon generations of people from all walks of life. A true master of his craft if there ever was one.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMqBiKkuEzq1ThOjeOiIizB8jez_Drs9r17LU3qgJ5mKtkquUsP-mRHKs2Ss69PxcSZ0aaRSFbIu4jNa_X8DjDKf4nE-0X_4G4g__wI4wJQ4EtLfaWelEG-E7L7rPbgT0TSL3xohAUyY3q2eYQr4ZDI7wUsTHHhTkfvVPY-ZoblWWHd3fU96Uv/s1000/kennyrogers_firstedition.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMqBiKkuEzq1ThOjeOiIizB8jez_Drs9r17LU3qgJ5mKtkquUsP-mRHKs2Ss69PxcSZ0aaRSFbIu4jNa_X8DjDKf4nE-0X_4G4g__wI4wJQ4EtLfaWelEG-E7L7rPbgT0TSL3xohAUyY3q2eYQr4ZDI7wUsTHHhTkfvVPY-ZoblWWHd3fU96Uv/w200-h200/kennyrogers_firstedition.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />I know a lot of creaky old boomers and various music nerds will read that line above and maybe respond with "WELL NO BIDOY! I've known that that since his work with the First Edition! I know what condition his condition was in! It's like common knowledge, man! Where have you been? Are ya deef and dum maybe?! What's the big idea?? Why I oughta........."<p></p><p>Whoa whoa whoa! Calm down there you hyper hypothetical. Yes, I'm quite aware of how famous and well established he was in his lifetime. He had multiple selling albums and many hit songs to his name. I know that full well.</p><p>However, my assessment of Kenny Rogers' music right now is not based on the usual criteria. I'm not going by how many fans he has or any number of album sales. I don't care about any sold out concert performances at all. I'm definitely not going to use any measures or charts that musicologists use to over analyze a song to see if it follows a proper wave pattern or whatnot. No, I am not using any method used by any of the most obsessed music nerd you can name. My assessment of Kenny Rogers is based on my son Avery.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPE7ThVTef8OK5H1GaNidLCCSKPAcfI8zcGZi98v1nA5kuqxvRSc0hxj8k6YqNXDq31qhBdVGVPaIYHIP3ycwtSS3CzSJYnVu3VGsr2-0_yxByL7oqg29DyErc5f-mpBiA5xWFwkyuMqaEn0vdBL6DucYWayIaCUFPlT2DKn-TnRoaVQ6o7yYn/s1750/avery_smile.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1750" data-original-width="1418" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPE7ThVTef8OK5H1GaNidLCCSKPAcfI8zcGZi98v1nA5kuqxvRSc0hxj8k6YqNXDq31qhBdVGVPaIYHIP3ycwtSS3CzSJYnVu3VGsr2-0_yxByL7oqg29DyErc5f-mpBiA5xWFwkyuMqaEn0vdBL6DucYWayIaCUFPlT2DKn-TnRoaVQ6o7yYn/s320/avery_smile.jpg" width="259" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A most discerning connoisseur.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br />I'll explain. One fine day, not long ago, I was given the task to keep my son occupied so my wife could cook either a breakfast or lunch. I remembered that there are several episodes of the original <b>Muppet Show</b> on <b>Disney+</b> so I decided to check that out. Yes, you guessed it, I selected the episode with Kenny Rogers in it. I can't quite recall why I chose that particular show, but I'm glad I did.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8s7NNKB-jmaTtnmUZcnYQ8ID7GX7n3SRNlAjHEJS9xQlxwwh2VHhlkN18ZMfeuznP7PGeLMTzrxOBtsadcWVDK1VbmHUx2BcFoK8wGSh2m2nrQDps2YxHH0j4fT929XWWj2HkFL5Hl1JfiIQ9NRZDNpRs0bjsIwzgxkGdJPNi2pIoqS_f1rdI/s498/muppet-show-kenny-rogers.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="371" data-original-width="498" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8s7NNKB-jmaTtnmUZcnYQ8ID7GX7n3SRNlAjHEJS9xQlxwwh2VHhlkN18ZMfeuznP7PGeLMTzrxOBtsadcWVDK1VbmHUx2BcFoK8wGSh2m2nrQDps2YxHH0j4fT929XWWj2HkFL5Hl1JfiIQ9NRZDNpRs0bjsIwzgxkGdJPNi2pIoqS_f1rdI/w200-h149/muppet-show-kenny-rogers.png" width="200" /></a></div>I already knew that my son loves any show with music in it and I was also very familiar with the Muppets' proclivity to burst into song at any given notice (I was indeed a big fan of the Muppets back when they were originally on the air). So, I figured he'd enjoy that. Being that he's only a few months old, some parts of the show entertained him but other parts scared him. I guess Jim Henson was a little TOO ambitious with his creations sometimes.<p></p><p>However, Avery's fear completely melted away when Kenny Rogers sang the final song of the show. He just grabbed his guitar and softly played Love Lifted Me. My son's reaction to that song is probably the most precious thing I'll ever witness. That song makes him sad and happy at the same time. It's difficult to describe, but that's how it looked to me.</p><p>Keep in mind that this is a months old baby. Lyrics mean nothing to him. They all just sound like babble babble babble to him. My son reacted to pure melody. That's the mark of a good song writer, really. If just the melody or the hook can reach a person right in the soul, songs can't get any better than that.</p><p>Even though Kenny Rogers left us back in 2020, I'm sure he's happy to know that he just got a new fan in my son. Here's a drawing I made of the two of them enjoying each others' company:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZz0AyPaqONzl-__Jw6_xD1clTn5L6f8oPjjspDhkAwpiscZSTSrqLpkpjs2h49NsybCItc6R2QSv2-MTjKUvEf9e1AnYyVp1c1utWzTDANF5f_lhfhkukMjzYFTBw6QV986mT7gcACYrjRGTVa2j4-xQI95dR_1dG0r9WQUmMTWCkjnqkzx6/s550/kenny%20and%20avery.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="550" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZz0AyPaqONzl-__Jw6_xD1clTn5L6f8oPjjspDhkAwpiscZSTSrqLpkpjs2h49NsybCItc6R2QSv2-MTjKUvEf9e1AnYyVp1c1utWzTDANF5f_lhfhkukMjzYFTBw6QV986mT7gcACYrjRGTVa2j4-xQI95dR_1dG0r9WQUmMTWCkjnqkzx6/w400-h291/kenny%20and%20avery.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>That's all I wanted to say with this post. I just wanted to let everyone know that Kenny still inspires people and probably will for generations to come. For those woefully unfamiliar with Kenny Rogers' <b>Love Lifted Me</b> song, I'll embed a video of him singing that song on <b>The Muppet Show</b>, the very same version of that song which delighted my son. Show this clip to brighten the day of other people in your life. Enjoy!</p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/tSGCvPeSkYk?si=5-dvmPtidNPwFvp4" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-43919749653428678382023-11-23T12:39:00.002-06:002023-11-23T12:39:16.283-06:00My Censor Monkeys Are AnimatedIt's finally happened! I have put my Censor Monkey characters to animation. Don't worry if this scene doesn't make sense yet. It's a very small part of a larger video I'm working on. There will be some other action going on in those two empty seats in the front row.<div>Looking at this you're probably asking many questions. "Why have they all gathered in this movie theatre?" "Why film are they watching?" "What could they be seeing that is making them all so mad?"<div>Well, the answer to the last question is: Everything! Everything they see makes them mad. A little spoiler there I guess. Anyway, I made this thing and it is what it is. Feedback is always welcome. <br /><div><br /><div><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ED8JozCVc48?si=dKhlxAgZ7ICm07Yv" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p> </p></div></div></div></div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-36809967289754819852023-10-29T18:24:00.004-06:002023-10-29T18:24:59.454-06:00More pumpkin carving goodness<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuzrdYzUwldmWy8kM8RDP8b4EUZpn6LcfZcHiWd15n9HvK8T5-FqU_OyZWjo9KlOuOU10LOcDetckOdpZ37begky-6FHEfNiEpjpRvVIb-t8BQTSo-KwsKueNoByIsMYj8nFWbUDQFu0bnarkhQE22kP5pgcsbQB7RMAoht8l04naGUAYqI-UY/s3264/20231029_171034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuzrdYzUwldmWy8kM8RDP8b4EUZpn6LcfZcHiWd15n9HvK8T5-FqU_OyZWjo9KlOuOU10LOcDetckOdpZ37begky-6FHEfNiEpjpRvVIb-t8BQTSo-KwsKueNoByIsMYj8nFWbUDQFu0bnarkhQE22kP5pgcsbQB7RMAoht8l04naGUAYqI-UY/w400-h300/20231029_171034.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Like I mentioned in the previous post, Halloween is once again upon us. Like other years previous, my daughter and I did some pumpkin carving to celebrate. The big difference this year is that my son Avery has joined us.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipB2Y_Yups-6PjmfWU0UIWy2PauHvoNrcJman6ht-k95IgZ0_NGLThQafzk1GlvgbIp33QhCq-_NBjbmpBOdRAP4E6XzEGtFoTOyQDtDf1_WUgspobF2EOTdm-u9jg4_vGDybBT0eHzzCvyY-HVNhznfxEheZhRAF4voxKFQa9Pk-nr9aPyLkX/s3264/20231003_183129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipB2Y_Yups-6PjmfWU0UIWy2PauHvoNrcJman6ht-k95IgZ0_NGLThQafzk1GlvgbIp33QhCq-_NBjbmpBOdRAP4E6XzEGtFoTOyQDtDf1_WUgspobF2EOTdm-u9jg4_vGDybBT0eHzzCvyY-HVNhznfxEheZhRAF4voxKFQa9Pk-nr9aPyLkX/s320/20231003_183129.jpg" width="240" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><br /><p>So, this year, I decided to take another approach to the jack o'lantern design. I tried to make it pleasent and somewhat baby-like rather than spooky or crazy. I drew mine out on paper first:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEcmR6xb0wvb6OgJSroDTZTDykWvRVammrcmaGx4jtGfuGXwxf9OvgnD2QgDyLAZDIJigHRAhALZn8xphvqUX3NnDpK-zYQDELARtQUOxzlJ0MhmxYxZBNZWQUHTmHgY5gtlCzayFq_C1R3FzNkyQ4640Enj8rIopKuGwcwzi6_Trm6WITiW1/s3264/20231029_171011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEcmR6xb0wvb6OgJSroDTZTDykWvRVammrcmaGx4jtGfuGXwxf9OvgnD2QgDyLAZDIJigHRAhALZn8xphvqUX3NnDpK-zYQDELARtQUOxzlJ0MhmxYxZBNZWQUHTmHgY5gtlCzayFq_C1R3FzNkyQ4640Enj8rIopKuGwcwzi6_Trm6WITiW1/s320/20231029_171011.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>I thought that looked pleasant enough. Avery would be sure to enjoy that. Raianne doodled a quick pleasent face too just a few minutes before carving. The full result with the lights added is below.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3dSzD_gr7M8YhxsaD_-QnjidEhyphenhyphenGZu6HtjNOS3kQmoAE4Ego3IjUNgXB8DAACkkkl30Jv0e9YlgeHlVxRfr1MR4x-S100x5lSyh4-uXQdux0UI8501SH1ZyCYldJKXIyGUx3h3z66iqrT7vqKh5cVboeYLjlX1e1JxG5_p8iomfg-GvXH0Iph/s3264/20231029_174113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3dSzD_gr7M8YhxsaD_-QnjidEhyphenhyphenGZu6HtjNOS3kQmoAE4Ego3IjUNgXB8DAACkkkl30Jv0e9YlgeHlVxRfr1MR4x-S100x5lSyh4-uXQdux0UI8501SH1ZyCYldJKXIyGUx3h3z66iqrT7vqKh5cVboeYLjlX1e1JxG5_p8iomfg-GvXH0Iph/s320/20231029_174113.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>I thought I had achieved something that would please my one month old son. However, his mom (my wife) informed that he was indeed scared of this pumpkins. He put on a sad face as soon as he saw them. Oh well, he did see the both of us carving the pumpkins earlier abd seemed to enjoy that. Maybe next year he can participate. </p><p>Until then, HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYONE!!</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-21799169477694396802023-10-27T14:10:00.005-06:002023-10-27T14:10:53.919-06:00Baby Avery's first Halloween <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Halloween is almost upon us, so everybody the whole world over are preparing themselves with elaborate house decorations, even more elaborate costumes, as well as many delinquent style pranks being meticulously planned. Since my son was only born <a href="https://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2023/09/my-boy-avery-is-finally-here.html">last month</a>, this will be his first time participating in the Hallows Eve festivities. Since his name is Avery, it's only fitting that his first costume be "Tex Avery related". So, his first costume is Droopy.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5w0cvZH9PXO6CQOqx75Zgvmhk0SL3DHiVAbmY4F4edWyF7qzuuohENV2o1z7mUmM2m4sJedRjnm8BbokEHb0T3sLxGrHaMiOuApRXlxHN-qkdC6rPWh-hny0e4_HhAxl8rTvJJj2ScASOqTTqCCzeD_62uOtMXXrn3VYQRk7VNjIcXLseWSU/s3264/20231027_134633.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5w0cvZH9PXO6CQOqx75Zgvmhk0SL3DHiVAbmY4F4edWyF7qzuuohENV2o1z7mUmM2m4sJedRjnm8BbokEHb0T3sLxGrHaMiOuApRXlxHN-qkdC6rPWh-hny0e4_HhAxl8rTvJJj2ScASOqTTqCCzeD_62uOtMXXrn3VYQRk7VNjIcXLseWSU/w480-h640/20231027_134633.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My wife helped with the sewing because she's much more competent at it than me. (Confidentially, I couldn't even sew a button with an electrified button sewer). At any rate, the above photo is the result of our labour. What do you think?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Even though Avery is way too young to be eating any candy, I think he'll have an enjoyable Halloween. He seems happy anyway.</div><br /> <p></p><div style="height: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding-bottom: 56.25%; position: relative;">To complete this blog post, here's a Droopy cartoon for your viewing pleasure. Happy Halloween, all!<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="100%" src="https://www.dailymotion.com/embed/video/x8lgaae" style="height: 100%; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 100%;" title="Dailymotion Video Player" type="text/html" width="100%"> </iframe> </div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-12648086841316250442023-09-22T19:45:00.001-06:002023-09-22T19:45:37.673-06:00My boy Avery is finally here!!!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPi4m55l8_jpxcevczrjtK430LpX5EXGxdB9kdwjKCofaCCBKMH_QWJ-CA7GX8IOC92tWih0upNmvrbUVkVjVWdJ_9XbxpvrGZyg4lAuihQsYyUq5cTvXX42e98uOSIBr9DoB8Otb0h0GpSKDt472tQ6T3qGbfOc99ewsqkPSwk9jO4AN_xo52/s960/avery1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="956" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPi4m55l8_jpxcevczrjtK430LpX5EXGxdB9kdwjKCofaCCBKMH_QWJ-CA7GX8IOC92tWih0upNmvrbUVkVjVWdJ_9XbxpvrGZyg4lAuihQsYyUq5cTvXX42e98uOSIBr9DoB8Otb0h0GpSKDt472tQ6T3qGbfOc99ewsqkPSwk9jO4AN_xo52/w398-h400/avery1.jpg" width="398" /></a></div><br /> On September 17 at 4:46 am Mountain Time, my son Avery was born to very beleaguered and exhausted parents. That is an ordeal that none of the parties involved will ever forget.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipT7xon0PhZ-r6nyJ9ghDF6zR1YHxapU1-Xi1FW0sZjeukEGy0YwSRSH594wiK48ckh4RVujZ01a28IDWa6Zo28QlTMwO9Bag-1-uDGaiO_vzbQIveK1HLTvAezhVAvHdwZf-MID98R5wWGsvRWN9D6Zgp1eb-ctsq20OSWlPbYsTOy2TTn6y/s2048/avery_mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipT7xon0PhZ-r6nyJ9ghDF6zR1YHxapU1-Xi1FW0sZjeukEGy0YwSRSH594wiK48ckh4RVujZ01a28IDWa6Zo28QlTMwO9Bag-1-uDGaiO_vzbQIveK1HLTvAezhVAvHdwZf-MID98R5wWGsvRWN9D6Zgp1eb-ctsq20OSWlPbYsTOy2TTn6y/s320/avery_mom.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br />The adventure got underway at about 6:30 Saturday morning when my wife woke me up to tell me that her water had broke. I knew that was a sure sign that the baby's birth was imminent so it was time to head out for the hospital. There was literally no time for anything else. We checked in and the doctors did their usual evaluation, looking at dilation of various parts and things. We were initially sent home because we were told there were still hours to wait yet. So we were back for for a small bit. I took that time to have a shower. Then, when her contractions were getting more intense and closer together, we were right back at that hospital again.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6d1xdVzM3iIaFQC2I2NhdnOpZhGevDCyukiAiKTj_SwPhNDHju-pwNuN8njtpimyZuYzAHTuYxVm98-pmCl7Y1N5Cvza28xVPCYnTTcp5IbA8deu6gtx6rP6l0oz9M1YF7BwgMXo2Dna4OCG3H8Ql5tnO4D6ds7JcKMd7FmXpssypLbygH2DG/s2048/avery_raianne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1617" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6d1xdVzM3iIaFQC2I2NhdnOpZhGevDCyukiAiKTj_SwPhNDHju-pwNuN8njtpimyZuYzAHTuYxVm98-pmCl7Y1N5Cvza28xVPCYnTTcp5IbA8deu6gtx6rP6l0oz9M1YF7BwgMXo2Dna4OCG3H8Ql5tnO4D6ds7JcKMd7FmXpssypLbygH2DG/w158-h200/avery_raianne.jpg" width="158" /></a></div><p></p><p>My wife assumed that this delivery would be quick because of previous experience. When our daughter was born 14 years ago, there was only an hour between water breaking and full delivery. She naturally thought that would happen again. But nope. This labour went on for hours and hours. Of course, the maternity staff were busy with other babies being born at that time, so a lot of that time was just the both of us waiting on a bed in a room not knowing how any of this would go down.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrWtJdOHSZo1sVhYPxDB7ifknNNAT_mms5fCNmfbbTWGR2H6V8zmubcc3ycmNXgBDY8y7wrtnwd3KJg_CiATegIhUQnES7e6CC0JBwCQ83IPtE7c1IKFx92UjbJ_mY5UlLtYd0ZqfsdPbTA1m-JC1gWDNVkaDHN5fAZUJ6ZrdMlkvHsEVGlly/s2048/avery2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrWtJdOHSZo1sVhYPxDB7ifknNNAT_mms5fCNmfbbTWGR2H6V8zmubcc3ycmNXgBDY8y7wrtnwd3KJg_CiATegIhUQnES7e6CC0JBwCQ83IPtE7c1IKFx92UjbJ_mY5UlLtYd0ZqfsdPbTA1m-JC1gWDNVkaDHN5fAZUJ6ZrdMlkvHsEVGlly/s320/avery2.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>When it was finally our turn, the staff was right there instructing my wife to "PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH". I acted as a "human stirrup" in that endeavour by holding her leg up. What else are husbands for? Sadly, all of that pushing was to no avail. All that came out was a small amount of poop, but no baby. At that point, they used the dreaded phrase "C section". We were both taken to another room full of big lights and beeping machines (none of which went PING to my disappointment). I sat near my wife while they put a tarp over her lower part so that we couldn't see what they were doing.<br /><p></p><p>In just a few short minutes it was done. Little baby Avery was finally out of his mother's womb and amongst the rest of us. It was a joyous and happy moment for me of course. However, I really really felt so bad for Avery. Upon being birthed, he was placed on a small bed surrounded by people wearing yellow gowns and face masks (me being one of them). One nurse felt there was still too much amniotic fluid in his system. So, to alleviate that problem, she inserted a hose very far into his nose in order to suck it all out. Then proceeded to insert another hose into his mouth to catch what she missed. To me, that looked like a nightmare scenario, especially for someone who has just entered to world having no idea what anything is. Yes, I know that all of that needed to be done in order to ensure survival, but Avery didn't know that and there's no way he could've known. He was having a miserable time at that point.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRyuEkVu1K-opm1scRrX6sD6JbBkAk_04w9zEL_URPQwKxtDyTRUF_uVAxuQcF7jVmkSl545sfXcBpCTTgSX6VJWxi-UXLO5YBW_QQEvLk6xLa4_bOwmxjsXAMtqjbmbySZPHOoa8ufb-lzaIEgbH9MrJoZkWRBZ8rpwMuL4GvKUkf7UtKoGgB/s700/al-pacino-serpico.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="700" height="143" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRyuEkVu1K-opm1scRrX6sD6JbBkAk_04w9zEL_URPQwKxtDyTRUF_uVAxuQcF7jVmkSl545sfXcBpCTTgSX6VJWxi-UXLO5YBW_QQEvLk6xLa4_bOwmxjsXAMtqjbmbySZPHOoa8ufb-lzaIEgbH9MrJoZkWRBZ8rpwMuL4GvKUkf7UtKoGgB/w200-h143/al-pacino-serpico.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br />It didn't stop there either. They let my wife hold him for a bit. Then, while he wasn't looking, a nurse gave him a quick Vitamin K shot in his leg and slipped away before he knew what was happening. I'll never forget Avery's reaction to that. He didn't just cry. He had gotten a lot of his crying out during the previous ordeal I mentioned. No, this was more of an angry cry. I was reminded of every Al Pacino performance I had ever seen. Avery's cry seemed to be saying "HEY! WHO DID THAT?! WHO STUCK ME?! I WANT ANSWERS!! WAS IT FREDO?! THIS WHOLE SYSTEM'S OUT OF ORDER!!! ATTICA!!! ATTICA!!!" That's my interpretation anyway.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ242v9FvE4DQsw0TqXrKU2Je6vVZGPSUlMDRfa5kidCAfhfYuP7xEIE7nD9Ksx1L9GtZjDWeXURZyNSfNnyW-OiRkghuX_Dq4GiheQfWOeVfHxc8z9NHse85GaddIXSmb6ME3_SzCm89shFBD02nOu7P4B1qUr1o26PJ0fT12D1KqKWXuy26F/s2048/avery_me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ242v9FvE4DQsw0TqXrKU2Je6vVZGPSUlMDRfa5kidCAfhfYuP7xEIE7nD9Ksx1L9GtZjDWeXURZyNSfNnyW-OiRkghuX_Dq4GiheQfWOeVfHxc8z9NHse85GaddIXSmb6ME3_SzCm89shFBD02nOu7P4B1qUr1o26PJ0fT12D1KqKWXuy26F/s320/avery_me.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Thankfully for Avery, things calmed down very quickly and he could finally relax. That's when I was given a chance to hold him for the first (and definitely not the last) time. The look he gave me was the greatest look. For about half a second, his look seemed to say "who's this guy?". But, it immediately changed to a "oh ok, I recognize him now. He's good people." I was at first puzzled by how he could've known me so fast. But then I remembered something my wife kept telling me during the final few months of the pregnancy. Apparently, while in the womb, Avery would always react whenever he heard my voice. So, that's how he recognized me then. He knew my voice.<p></p><p>I think Avery still has a memory of his tumultuous first few minutes of his life. We were discharged from the hospital two days later after had deemed both baby and mom to be healthy enough to survive out in the world. So, we went straight home and put little Avery into his new sleeping quarters: his bassinet. Just a few days after that though, a nurse came right to our house to check up on us to make sure Avery was still healthy and that our home environment was ideal for a baby. After the nurse was done giving Avery a check up, I put him back in his bassinet while she gave my wife instructions about caring for newborns. The look on Avery's face was not a friendly one. He had a "get her out of here" kind of face. He was NOT in the mood to be dealing with medical professionals at that point and I can't blame him. No, I'm not going to help him with a vigilante quest to "punish" all medicos. I'll simply say that Avery has already learned a valuable lesson about the world: there are people you cannot trust. That's a lesson everyone should learn.</p><p>I'm ending this post with my first glance at Avery the moment he was born. This is what he looked like to me:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzVbHezIOfbpCqqPiRkUlxDVkKp5pLaSf5-nG_licWU0lXqB4x-HphqQmEZeowyBRSFzpAHvlCmVJRYaDmpf-u7MUzWqkBWS-PSpJU7h6268vDD8oeNcvnku6HxLATAZfLfYu3enhjMX3Nks28zaiWbIIjndb17ledyEzYGpo9CEJ3P7GgBSIC/s408/averyborn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="408" data-original-width="343" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzVbHezIOfbpCqqPiRkUlxDVkKp5pLaSf5-nG_licWU0lXqB4x-HphqQmEZeowyBRSFzpAHvlCmVJRYaDmpf-u7MUzWqkBWS-PSpJU7h6268vDD8oeNcvnku6HxLATAZfLfYu3enhjMX3Nks28zaiWbIIjndb17ledyEzYGpo9CEJ3P7GgBSIC/w538-h640/averyborn.jpg" width="538" /></a></div><br /><p>Most parents get freaked out by this site and nearly faint. They consider the baby to be "hideous" at this stage. However, to me, he just looked cool. If he stayed looking like this, I'd be fine.</p><p>If anyone out there reading this has a baby in their lives, keep being good to that baby. To anyone out there who doesn't, I recommend it. Happy parenting!</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-57116218845714976362023-09-07T14:59:00.000-06:002023-09-07T14:59:32.012-06:00lol omg wut<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha0fgO3zOTlo-Fx4K-5oBO0Pktcz15AafTciLBYkyBlaF5QEAVV3WryQsS4T7N--XFGIuWVxx_vH1Sg4gqaHqkrOxvuPYbyL3Cnwsz8LuAiahVmPH3m81EFu4magVXZYw-Yz1hL-3qhtLvSB8bnaSjFORMDKgJJFVwNjCyQVCiQTL8HDIREDMW/s185/lol_wut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="185" height="581" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha0fgO3zOTlo-Fx4K-5oBO0Pktcz15AafTciLBYkyBlaF5QEAVV3WryQsS4T7N--XFGIuWVxx_vH1Sg4gqaHqkrOxvuPYbyL3Cnwsz8LuAiahVmPH3m81EFu4magVXZYw-Yz1hL-3qhtLvSB8bnaSjFORMDKgJJFVwNjCyQVCiQTL8HDIREDMW/w640-h581/lol_wut.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> Last post I put up a small animated segment from something I'm working on. This time I'd like to share one small image from it. I can't even believe I drew that. Yes, it's an in-between and it does work well enough within the movement. But even still, it's such a twisted bizarre image that I felt the need to share it.<p></p><p>I really can't wait for my project to be done and shared with the world.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-64792591780322920542023-08-12T21:25:00.000-06:002023-08-12T21:25:05.611-06:00Something I'm working on<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/HD07bzENZpQ" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p> This right here is a small cropped out clip of an animation piece I'm working on. It's not for any big studio, or even a little studio for that matter. It's just something I feel compelled to do for my own reasons. I've completed 3 scenes of this video already, only 49 more left to go. It's lots of work but it's also lots of fun too. I know for sure that my son will be born by the time it's finished. I can't wait for him to see it.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-10312026171317139622023-05-13T14:51:00.001-06:002023-05-13T14:51:29.080-06:00It's going to be a boy and Avery is his name-o<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdiygBl0IUNz_SEMPWJndH_hfM7ZC22Na5ymvu0xkDmgcND3p_JUUqd9ReRZtjmolp6Frz-ucL4FMoE9WDL6aBK6rG_zzgUcp2JmVFlFKsh-WBQ0cafY3clIl7X3oL3yqygG5HvcxNkukL4IiR4DXTeQlcq4NjaN_avrowHMNGDMF1bDYqQ/s2048/avery_germain_profile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1833" data-original-width="2048" height="572" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdiygBl0IUNz_SEMPWJndH_hfM7ZC22Na5ymvu0xkDmgcND3p_JUUqd9ReRZtjmolp6Frz-ucL4FMoE9WDL6aBK6rG_zzgUcp2JmVFlFKsh-WBQ0cafY3clIl7X3oL3yqygG5HvcxNkukL4IiR4DXTeQlcq4NjaN_avrowHMNGDMF1bDYqQ/w640-h572/avery_germain_profile.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHFU9SccVSiT4gqNURHcL-k1-9XuEbVsbnles8xVf1l3uzVlQURbtdh5vYbcQ5tMa5UnRFS6uf3unolZAkr6hB4UZmkOdDtSOQQqmyn8yOxGjTwf3O6KR6jv7XELUXJZpzfXEgmIyh26oRMcQFy1d1HVY6iRuuVc98YrTIN4qqSNIfOfZKQ/s301/texavery.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="301" height="117" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHFU9SccVSiT4gqNURHcL-k1-9XuEbVsbnles8xVf1l3uzVlQURbtdh5vYbcQ5tMa5UnRFS6uf3unolZAkr6hB4UZmkOdDtSOQQqmyn8yOxGjTwf3O6KR6jv7XELUXJZpzfXEgmIyh26oRMcQFy1d1HVY6iRuuVc98YrTIN4qqSNIfOfZKQ/w156-h117/texavery.JPG" width="156" /></a></div><br />The wife and I had the big anatomy scan ultrasound just recently. It is now confirmed that the baby developing inside her body as we live and breathe is indeed a boy. As I mentioned in this blog's title, we've settled on his first name being "Avery". He's named after the great animation genius Tex Avery of course. Will my son live up to the amazing legacy of Tex? Um......... geez! Way to put pressure on a kid before he's even out of the womb. Back off a bit, you weirdo!<p></p><p>Based on what my wife has experienced so far in being Avery's portable incubator, we're sure he's going to a spry and energetic little man who will give us plenty of excitement and exercise. I'm sure he can't wait to come out and meet us all as well.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0_XNdphztJKPld_LgpgSSju1Xr6spETPR3HlRT4p0nvYuNkMiTMkY4VaNDhDUpSbB2ECGImp_NxJ9Twet4HClR1-qe_5g1UszXNd84lBQaI-0TFmRfOFvM8aIkcQ7P26NVia8MoGeHZ1Mox4mYKCEaBe1wWdUmiksnLm-XZ7--x-wGw1Smw/s2048/avery_germain_thumbsup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1513" data-original-width="2048" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0_XNdphztJKPld_LgpgSSju1Xr6spETPR3HlRT4p0nvYuNkMiTMkY4VaNDhDUpSbB2ECGImp_NxJ9Twet4HClR1-qe_5g1UszXNd84lBQaI-0TFmRfOFvM8aIkcQ7P26NVia8MoGeHZ1Mox4mYKCEaBe1wWdUmiksnLm-XZ7--x-wGw1Smw/w640-h472/avery_germain_thumbsup.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Thumbs up, doc! Thumbs up!"</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>See! He's already giving the world a big thumbs up. He's ready for us, but are we ready for him?</p><p>Also, according to my wife, Avery likes to kick and punch a lot inside there. All fetuses (feti?) do that to some degree. But, that seems to be Avery's favourite activity so far. So, in that spirit, I've created an artist's rendering of what Avery could look like when he finally out of the womb.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYCN7SvtheSy9_8Ti2fiPnWkMWAkfEUWEbsVQR343xL3qJXK9xGjLyaA012akbS44uKjX3vUG8D5YuK2r7ngLXNgySG9wAh5Gw_ZORDKX32-w-iXe5tc1YSnrYFVw2z4l4d4OxtdTip7MDDhC-Hm-kKS3yHR3Of1iz8G4_3d5GTdFK3zkvQ/s550/avery_germain_art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="550" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYCN7SvtheSy9_8Ti2fiPnWkMWAkfEUWEbsVQR343xL3qJXK9xGjLyaA012akbS44uKjX3vUG8D5YuK2r7ngLXNgySG9wAh5Gw_ZORDKX32-w-iXe5tc1YSnrYFVw2z4l4d4OxtdTip7MDDhC-Hm-kKS3yHR3Of1iz8G4_3d5GTdFK3zkvQ/w640-h466/avery_germain_art.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Is this accurate? Well, he's due in September so we'll know for sure by then. I'll certainly keep everyone posted when that happens.</p><p>A preliminary welcome to the world, little Avery. We can't wait to meet you.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-16813583236471029922023-04-29T21:45:00.298-06:002023-04-30T16:05:03.442-06:00Bill C-11 just became law in Canada. Get ready, folks!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4bjvRUJQ17CVA9qeyL4461LCWo5OsRwoPV6UI88v_WxwaXkiQNU8sIyKxA839QFlaTUTueTK9ptxBWuJDykAtR8yW_eRC38mdMz-LhILddrq90zJH64yDWJgEVvszuX5-YbniKDBdCEZfH6f859h7Otv8FkI4MFzuKdie4rkjJEQzPXSDg/s1024/censor_monkey_douchebag.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="538" data-original-width="1024" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4bjvRUJQ17CVA9qeyL4461LCWo5OsRwoPV6UI88v_WxwaXkiQNU8sIyKxA839QFlaTUTueTK9ptxBWuJDykAtR8yW_eRC38mdMz-LhILddrq90zJH64yDWJgEVvszuX5-YbniKDBdCEZfH6f859h7Otv8FkI4MFzuKdie4rkjJEQzPXSDg/w400-h210/censor_monkey_douchebag.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> That's right. As of April 28 of this year, the highly controversial Bill C-11 passed in the senate and became law. Some are saying it's "great for Canadian culture" while others decry it as "the ultimate censorship tool". "Which of those is it", you ask. Well, let's talk about it here.<p></p><p>The pro-C11 side say that this new law is simply about boosting truly Canadian content on the internet including social media sites. A noble goal indeed, but severely flawed from the outset. Government meddling in entertainment and news media is NEVER a good thing. At the animation school I attended, one of our teachers grew up in Soviet occupied Ukraine. She told us that the only thing available on Soviet television was ballet.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigWW8CNRjKUj5BRmSunz_pFTpAXOq9y3yJz0G8P8zj-0jt3Vs1wOpoX0J-fYVHpbjwGlwD1oAzD5BvRN8RTlJFK8vCwBlXL_QZNWfpDDm_zd5XbrxhXaswL_hST6hVwhZChJCmTmpGOHbxhL44uOeH84IO2Ckt8ryy5z9vn_kasgZT9urqQQ/s4045/Russian_Ballet_Swan_Lake.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2202" data-original-width="4045" height="174" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigWW8CNRjKUj5BRmSunz_pFTpAXOq9y3yJz0G8P8zj-0jt3Vs1wOpoX0J-fYVHpbjwGlwD1oAzD5BvRN8RTlJFK8vCwBlXL_QZNWfpDDm_zd5XbrxhXaswL_hST6hVwhZChJCmTmpGOHbxhL44uOeH84IO2Ckt8ryy5z9vn_kasgZT9urqQQ/s320/Russian_Ballet_Swan_Lake.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">this or nothing</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>In the USSR, the only shows you could watch on TV were ballet or nothing. This was the country's government colluding with entertainment and blatantly telling the entire populous that "THIS is what our culture is".</p><p>I'm not saying this amount of suppression is happening here in Canada already. There's certainly still a wide variety of shows and news available to Canadians made here and around the world. Here's hoping it stays that way no matter what the government does.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLC-bkiNiTtXIZBWgKVb_q9aIAjS9z2Csl74KQYHGpj4n5Gp7mT9a2jSF133E46el8-h8j55RavfLqjxwIebPtVIrxDxfSF2JatHkI21anWQB_BbRAhoGbsCYOSoXt4DP1xDgpvUgbRnFaHosR8yLFYxzoZNv4uwX2iNIsIp661cGrVhML5A/s1600/Pierre-Trudeau-1975.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1240" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLC-bkiNiTtXIZBWgKVb_q9aIAjS9z2Csl74KQYHGpj4n5Gp7mT9a2jSF133E46el8-h8j55RavfLqjxwIebPtVIrxDxfSF2JatHkI21anWQB_BbRAhoGbsCYOSoXt4DP1xDgpvUgbRnFaHosR8yLFYxzoZNv4uwX2iNIsIp661cGrVhML5A/w119-h154/Pierre-Trudeau-1975.jpeg" width="119" /></a></div><br />This idea of presenting a "Canadian identity" on our airwaves is certainly nothing new. It's a debate going back decades and decades. For instance, back in the day when "Justin's dad" was the Prime Minister, there was a Canadian made show<br /> called <b>SCTV</b>. The "SC" stood for Second City. The show was pretty much the main stage cast of the Toronto affiliate of Second City producing a TV show the same way they would create their sketches for the live stage. After their first season, they were shopping their show around to various TV stations in order to attract a wider audience. When they made their pitch to a station manager in Edmonton, they got some rather back-handed feedback. "Your show is not Canadian enough", he said. They didn't appreciate that assessment. "We're already using Canadian actors, writers, producers and facilities. What more do you want us to do? You want us to sit in front of a big map of Canada, wear toques and drink beer?" That was their response. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_acop_vgtz2FXcaGDQM3axOVseyvKKfAQgIGELGgRzxBfi2n1FeSeEc2FfutaRMpjjIrp1_TA8epqYEXtGwFZPnRDTbwMF1foD2wyq39_PKlZnEFf37ginzFbYFWj9osMzxHpA9YRHLaDaQXa5apArX4-le78W1t7o6BQ4n5cnQmXQF5dcA/s640/sctv.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="510" data-original-width="640" height="134" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_acop_vgtz2FXcaGDQM3axOVseyvKKfAQgIGELGgRzxBfi2n1FeSeEc2FfutaRMpjjIrp1_TA8epqYEXtGwFZPnRDTbwMF1foD2wyq39_PKlZnEFf37ginzFbYFWj9osMzxHpA9YRHLaDaQXa5apArX4-le78W1t7o6BQ4n5cnQmXQF5dcA/w169-h134/sctv.jpg" width="169" /></a></div><p></p><p>Well, the guy said "make it more Canadian" so that's what they did. This is what brought about the MacKenzie Brothers. Everyone in Canada (definitely those over 40) are all too familiar with these characters. But, for those who aren't, I'll post a video below:</p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bougw9J7Wmg" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p>Watching this skit all those years, did you ever wonder why they had that long scroll at the end of their first few shows? Well, that was their rebellion against the CRTC's guidelines of what constitutes "Canadian content" and against that weird jerky guy in Edmonton. "Is THIS Canadian enough for you, hosers??!!"</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6gsX9ScKkrxzRLL6AvxctnBLPYAPWjCM6SOjNhOMRhhvoaBRRm-vAYS2HjmsWz30xbT47Wy5Y_aL9CaAMtU7E2lgZCvvA2YBhek86mUdoKg9cCMJxAZzkLTA7_KPTPj-SeqtmtEsCIOeEPuLlxhtCIcC5-7mWZ_5okXeIxQnQ3tpnVFxYbg/s950/Justin-Trudeau.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="633" data-original-width="950" height="108" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6gsX9ScKkrxzRLL6AvxctnBLPYAPWjCM6SOjNhOMRhhvoaBRRm-vAYS2HjmsWz30xbT47Wy5Y_aL9CaAMtU7E2lgZCvvA2YBhek86mUdoKg9cCMJxAZzkLTA7_KPTPj-SeqtmtEsCIOeEPuLlxhtCIcC5-7mWZ_5okXeIxQnQ3tpnVFxYbg/w162-h108/Justin-Trudeau.jpg" width="162" /></a></div><br />Of course, now with Bill C-11 in place, it's not just "some guy in Edmonton" whose pushing for "a more Canadian feel" to this country's content, it's the current Prime Minister doing it. He won't physically be in the writing room telling Canadian productions what to do and what not to do, which is how it should ALWAYS be. However, he will have his finger on the algorithm that will determine what productions get artificially boosted online and which ones don't. And the standards for which he and his cabinet will use to ascertain which productions will be boosted or not are................................... well, he's not saying so far. Whether Justin claims to make these decisions fairly or not, I will talk about a time not so long ago about another Prime Minister with a similar type of ambition.<p></p><p>That Prime Minister's name was Stephen Harper. About 15 or so years ago, the Bill C-11 was known as Bill C-10. PM Harper wanted to pass that bill so that, as Conservatives put it at the time, </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNBXUOmvgd3Yn2RRtd8dLZDB_TdcQgglA4Wk7CIf6dthn61EHAx5oNTx565zoErPsdn1mYC1hRDnZEbSXzbVquk0ixtBuDzzY1sbCe9zGt5ysOgwqciEUyLhP-ocL-FUzEue3_0e7dBZWOXoZGvJWBklqlBg3t_yX_CGKKOVaNIlLKTo7lQ/s1086/stephenharper.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="859" data-original-width="1086" height="128" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNBXUOmvgd3Yn2RRtd8dLZDB_TdcQgglA4Wk7CIf6dthn61EHAx5oNTx565zoErPsdn1mYC1hRDnZEbSXzbVquk0ixtBuDzzY1sbCe9zGt5ysOgwqciEUyLhP-ocL-FUzEue3_0e7dBZWOXoZGvJWBklqlBg3t_yX_CGKKOVaNIlLKTo7lQ/w162-h128/stephenharper.jpg" width="162" /></a></div><br />"tax dollars should not be funding productions that some Canadians find objectionable". I talked about much of that controversy here on this blog back in the day. <a href="https://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2008/04/canadian-government-meets-to-discuss.html"><i>Here is an interview the CBC did about that topic back in the day</i></a>. I find it rather odd that many of the same people who were up in arms about Harper passing this bill are today all uproariously happy with Trudeau passing the exact same bill. Of course, at the same time, some people who are outraged about the bill paying under Trudeau were hoping for Harper to pass it back in 2008. I, for one, want NEITHER of these sides in charge of Canadian productions and I want both of them far FAR <b><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">FAAAAAAAAAR</span></b> away from any kind of social media regulation. If the next Prime Minister to get in after Justin does not immediately take Bill C-11 and journey to Mordor to cast it the fiery lakes from which it was forged, that Prime Minister should receive a non-confidence vote instantly and then replaced by someone that WILL make that journey. <p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGbSfCXk2DcQK0lPrJQ7Cky7oNpjTuNp3ZEJQ00ISa34dhrkoZdzp32Ah6eyWZ9S7IDYJRAUrD6aC5bvSr2vyzvlp4OH3UUSVmT-mYoAiSZkkianQm_EZjDf_kLKmOTbJRPNwmyiwLRa5TnPtnCQjtkGVEIZwoxyd7bNtOb3FGujBjJxcuA/s615/Gollum.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="409" data-original-width="615" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGbSfCXk2DcQK0lPrJQ7Cky7oNpjTuNp3ZEJQ00ISa34dhrkoZdzp32Ah6eyWZ9S7IDYJRAUrD6aC5bvSr2vyzvlp4OH3UUSVmT-mYoAiSZkkianQm_EZjDf_kLKmOTbJRPNwmyiwLRa5TnPtnCQjtkGVEIZwoxyd7bNtOb3FGujBjJxcuA/s320/Gollum.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No, master. You no takes my precious bill away. I use bill responsibly. You see.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Well, ok Minister of....... Stuff. Just don't let the bill be handled by any of these guys:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsPexnk06zXOa5iCIhtQiLDWkLUCRTrsoBqQCOLOy9GFvuDlC0HPzyo6FNb9d5FwTVeFVwBiDZnrN1Ea_vrJeqCGsv4crLqBUt1aav4jSkM1_HoJ-dmwll9Uk_QEmz9U2OIOGVRouRWlgZWoRTYJC1e3QPwSucsCaSvaqvDORroGEvMb4zw/s1821/americanmonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1821" data-original-width="1231" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsPexnk06zXOa5iCIhtQiLDWkLUCRTrsoBqQCOLOy9GFvuDlC0HPzyo6FNb9d5FwTVeFVwBiDZnrN1Ea_vrJeqCGsv4crLqBUt1aav4jSkM1_HoJ-dmwll9Uk_QEmz9U2OIOGVRouRWlgZWoRTYJC1e3QPwSucsCaSvaqvDORroGEvMb4zw/s320/americanmonkey_card.jpg" width="216" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge9BgaH8JHmtYqOHo_udXolp0ejTlGSUxcKuURJCA5EZ5vFcT4dR06_Dh5tJDVWt8Oxu1oVEuN3YcNUMIjsJ1ZYQcH_VE4o3gg9wEY_Gfbj5kma7b_oXU4-UaHp2HKr6hR6BtaJe0wwvgCiCic_T_I1IZf1MtSKDJeeG2whdqao6Co7MPHww/s1823/blackpanthermonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgriVNg9R30rGtmHJoq1tY14U1F_PTlrplQlpe1MoiOKjyKO3k2bAiDZGfXi512trZDuq91qR19P9jCdz_QT9WuwZWrhhdkXHGk6zY8_IKVWxcbyiZKoTkur9_1PpNLR7WK4X4HJhu27jXq5LXzv2V42GDwX8vYQKV6qcDR1e69les3wPJVbw/s1830/nazimonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1830" data-original-width="1227" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgriVNg9R30rGtmHJoq1tY14U1F_PTlrplQlpe1MoiOKjyKO3k2bAiDZGfXi512trZDuq91qR19P9jCdz_QT9WuwZWrhhdkXHGk6zY8_IKVWxcbyiZKoTkur9_1PpNLR7WK4X4HJhu27jXq5LXzv2V42GDwX8vYQKV6qcDR1e69les3wPJVbw/s320/nazimonkey_card.jpg" width="215" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>But, for now, the bill is now here and is not going anywhere any time soon. But, I haven't given up hope in any way. As with the example of <b>SCTV</b> I showed earlier, there's always rebellion to fall back on. Anyone who's truly creative enough can find ways around draconian government rules no matter how many of those rules the government chooses to make. Freedom always finds a way.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixhhyrYcqpYFmjZY3DlUsgUPizS4jcybtmhSlbUwilzNMTasTLsO3o73My4oAYHuBl6AQzBUfwJpPtqSyb0zvfkL7vxQqDWn9igC0zN5X6EEQY_IuufpT-acthwcFhUKv5N8yHSeS_AJrvjhXn6PQU3ufiqFKwyerGx7dTdzi8SIeXAex-nw/s489/kids-in-the-hall1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="333" data-original-width="489" height="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixhhyrYcqpYFmjZY3DlUsgUPizS4jcybtmhSlbUwilzNMTasTLsO3o73My4oAYHuBl6AQzBUfwJpPtqSyb0zvfkL7vxQqDWn9igC0zN5X6EEQY_IuufpT-acthwcFhUKv5N8yHSeS_AJrvjhXn6PQU3ufiqFKwyerGx7dTdzi8SIeXAex-nw/w200-h136/kids-in-the-hall1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />I'll end this post with a video from one of the best group of sketch comedians in Canada or anywhere else in the world: the <b>Kids in the Hall</b>. I've embedded below one of their sketches that would surely challenge any rules that any Canadian government can dish out, even 30 years later. Enjoy, and also, screw you. :P <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/aWEnqC1uPu0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><div>So, take off, eh!</div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-49561598644891257202023-03-07T11:07:00.001-06:002023-03-07T11:07:45.653-06:00Some more commentary with Anthony<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/pdJACxwdEUM" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p> I did some more commentary on Anthony's channel recently. You may recall <a href="https://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2021/11/odor-of-day-and-mini-controversies.html"><i><span style="color: red;">the previous time</span></i></a> I was on that channel. I talked about whether a skunk was Pepe Le Pew or not. In the commentary above, I add my 2¢ to an actual indisputably genuine Pepe Le Pew cartoon. I come in at about the 10:49 mark, but I do recommend the dialogue of the entire video because it is good and well informed.</p><p>He mercifully cut out what I said about James Gunn. That could be for the best because James it would've made him mad or some level of belligerent. Meh, he's probably used to that by now.</p><p>Either way, enjoy the commentary, folks. There's lots to take in.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-2971167986434333112023-03-06T13:36:00.004-06:002023-03-06T13:36:48.759-06:00There's a new security company in town...<p> ...and I designed the logo for them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX7NB4XEzKQ-x_AB_K60UL-0v2JtRWNQ62vls0MKZDv9Q0gG-zPH8aGxUzw8nAXI5kdcWbfY-6zpQCXFIMmaDffYo76eFTGYNiLNcQzCVn-4yEcNcevDKswbB_dGHipyH2z89xufQV1XQDnl5WoH7Ft3m-GSwBxeAnMzIB9-NOHVvECMfvkA/s733/husky_logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="733" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX7NB4XEzKQ-x_AB_K60UL-0v2JtRWNQ62vls0MKZDv9Q0gG-zPH8aGxUzw8nAXI5kdcWbfY-6zpQCXFIMmaDffYo76eFTGYNiLNcQzCVn-4yEcNcevDKswbB_dGHipyH2z89xufQV1XQDnl5WoH7Ft3m-GSwBxeAnMzIB9-NOHVvECMfvkA/s320/husky_logo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>There it is. Aint that spiffy?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBqVPIDBmMYdf4oANAIWCFfFibbWJ1yhnjEAseG_P2fo95ZkVH_IXuBAKx_epMJtZYGQbq5ksjEk4XUaMUjaTEBu6YVuIcikAKN5nAFBTPS6Wzq89XAOvo0aS6iZJHltRlyqAS13uebM6R1d9TI7z_Uf8uj3Mt5lENMPTeAkSO5B-a8pcyw/s1007/husky_paper_ad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="285" data-original-width="1007" height="181" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBqVPIDBmMYdf4oANAIWCFfFibbWJ1yhnjEAseG_P2fo95ZkVH_IXuBAKx_epMJtZYGQbq5ksjEk4XUaMUjaTEBu6YVuIcikAKN5nAFBTPS6Wzq89XAOvo0aS6iZJHltRlyqAS13uebM6R1d9TI7z_Uf8uj3Mt5lENMPTeAkSO5B-a8pcyw/w640-h181/husky_paper_ad.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>And here's the ad they put out in the local newspaper. I helped design that.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEXehd3082PSOEoY95JwtQwUv7kf2bIUQE4pQjka32TXb5IPwxNwedCm-gdoaQYsEXCD8MmMCDAG3ShkG-xLkDp7KhDPNa9jHOiUoA8okIbvtCrpQFChpQ-ArDyxRJH0jvRN5T60754GCREvA2_Q-EGzx1ouq0KiNqLoq-PGv9vPwkMlCeAw/s677/husky_twitter_ad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="677" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEXehd3082PSOEoY95JwtQwUv7kf2bIUQE4pQjka32TXb5IPwxNwedCm-gdoaQYsEXCD8MmMCDAG3ShkG-xLkDp7KhDPNa9jHOiUoA8okIbvtCrpQFChpQ-ArDyxRJH0jvRN5T60754GCREvA2_Q-EGzx1ouq0KiNqLoq-PGv9vPwkMlCeAw/w400-h331/husky_twitter_ad.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Here's what they posted on their social media accounts. Buncha goobers!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwqGA9BTv2ghlNF3BYIkOYrFdv04axYpbfiJQ2S0XRlJyG_fLcc89V0WrA4k3Zx2GP17lVRyGpwficz_sFa-2-_2F-K2Pl_C65GSVK0cosULpbIdsmKuq67259FCjTQgAOiDdOb4BK5ZaY4Eda0OFQQyA_2migJx_Afpp7BYqAq76Jc7NUVA/s935/husky_banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="935" data-original-width="585" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwqGA9BTv2ghlNF3BYIkOYrFdv04axYpbfiJQ2S0XRlJyG_fLcc89V0WrA4k3Zx2GP17lVRyGpwficz_sFa-2-_2F-K2Pl_C65GSVK0cosULpbIdsmKuq67259FCjTQgAOiDdOb4BK5ZaY4Eda0OFQQyA_2migJx_Afpp7BYqAq76Jc7NUVA/w250-h400/husky_banner.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><p>If you happen to be at the next career fair, watch for their table. It will have this banner big enough for the entire convention hall to see. We hope to see you there.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-88827203524779976722023-02-26T11:11:00.001-06:002023-02-26T11:11:34.898-06:00Mel Brooks stole a gag from Tex AveryThis being Tex Avery's 115th birthday, I'd like to use this time and bandwidth to point out a small observation I've made regarding Mel Brooks. It's in the video embedded below. <div><br /><div><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NNxQHr_QaZM" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p> This is not accusatory in any way. Mr. Brooks has done nothing wrong. As the motto goes: "if you must steal, steal from the best". That is all Mel has done here. He has recognized that Tex Avery is a tremendous source of great and clever gags from which to steal. There are many MANY examples of gags and concepts "borrowed" from Tex Avery. It would be great to go searching for them on this day of his birth.......... and every other day of the year as well. </p></div></div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-41744125863646500342022-12-16T23:31:00.003-06:002022-12-16T23:31:43.755-06:00I entered a TV show idea into a contest<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLxejizaCoJ550CsjwNaMsG-uFoUHZ3vODhcu2j7bUNJCeKLK40dVm2W5tTHFYHTIlaH2m4FKvtUSnt0lygVI70TOy3lKJ4KKddATp64wmGXjQM4L8wZMzW6mOMJQxdz5Yidd2FEOiahl5Mu33hV89JhxwqChlUYhSl_JGw-BOvpADrKmZig/s820/Ottawa-International-Animation-Festival-2022.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="312" data-original-width="820" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLxejizaCoJ550CsjwNaMsG-uFoUHZ3vODhcu2j7bUNJCeKLK40dVm2W5tTHFYHTIlaH2m4FKvtUSnt0lygVI70TOy3lKJ4KKddATp64wmGXjQM4L8wZMzW6mOMJQxdz5Yidd2FEOiahl5Mu33hV89JhxwqChlUYhSl_JGw-BOvpADrKmZig/w640-h244/Ottawa-International-Animation-Festival-2022.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Way back in June of this year (2022), I found a contest online hosted by the <b>Ottawa International Animation Festival</b> or <b>OIAF</b> for short. The contest was for people to send in their ideas for an animated tv show series idea. Only the best of the best of those ideas of course. The deadline for submission was June 30, which I made with a few days to spare. I had completely forgotten about this until somewhat recently. That's why I'm posting about this waaaaaaay into December.</p><p>Anyway, here's what the criteria was for entry:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfwxM3r862GpAUF3M7zrB_98iTlGtxW7u1YtLZYux6yKyswEbVV91MQP7WgiGAvElCkQnFi3QWggNmyCQBP_Ef1mU9MmlcjRUAm-KvI4-8OBZoOSXVCPACTNO9NjvC9BkINoEm9L-5ayjyHYZwIwjlrbN2logqw2RZjKYoZ1qoEIuyFjdiA/s1920/ottawa_contest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1920" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfwxM3r862GpAUF3M7zrB_98iTlGtxW7u1YtLZYux6yKyswEbVV91MQP7WgiGAvElCkQnFi3QWggNmyCQBP_Ef1mU9MmlcjRUAm-KvI4-8OBZoOSXVCPACTNO9NjvC9BkINoEm9L-5ayjyHYZwIwjlrbN2logqw2RZjKYoZ1qoEIuyFjdiA/w640-h400/ottawa_contest.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>That's pretty straight forward.</p><p>It doesn't say so in that screen grab of the contest details, but I saw on their website that the winner would be chosen on September 23rd, most likely during the festival.</p><p>Well, September 23rd came and went with no contact from the festival in any way. I'm guessing my idea didn't make the cut. But, I am wondering how much "in the running" my idea was. Could it have been a contender, or was it dismissed outright upon the first reading? I have no way of knowing.</p><p>So, in an effort to gage how this entry of mine might have fared in that contest, I decided to post it up here on my little blog. The reaction either in the comments section here or from any other social media platform I post this on should give me a pretty good notion of my shows performance under scrutiny. With that, here's what I pitched:</p><p><b><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;">Bears That Give a Shit or Whatever</span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9xI8DK99wWmjD65Z4ZTVQSpvKr66JSRzxQNRSFe8JjtcQ_RE2Z2U4Y_TaefPVjeIXyg_j546rLfdeDnYmOKvCYEpcQBv2JKs_Jsm0LsPu0QSbpW0h453woQwF_BDf2DUjwaihc7n4e79v_QsTFYb71n__wLCOGW_UFGSnky29IE6lyWdEWQ/s550/tender_dick_bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="550" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9xI8DK99wWmjD65Z4ZTVQSpvKr66JSRzxQNRSFe8JjtcQ_RE2Z2U4Y_TaefPVjeIXyg_j546rLfdeDnYmOKvCYEpcQBv2JKs_Jsm0LsPu0QSbpW0h453woQwF_BDf2DUjwaihc7n4e79v_QsTFYb71n__wLCOGW_UFGSnky29IE6lyWdEWQ/w400-h291/tender_dick_bear.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd4N-dLEUMLHFVkU7E9hbtuxmTpk4MfzOXLwLAq7GdGJbPKVEGAC5ewdVmLaJNKXAd7d7f7FuM6f22EiqdNJ3zQMoecztPjgcBqIhBEogV4tTX6fTl1YzHhiKuXqW7TRAOti2rb-dZymlWDrM9UcMzqJBMJWsDN4wpqi3IHn8_Q6G8_iYrkQ/s733/bear_head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="733" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd4N-dLEUMLHFVkU7E9hbtuxmTpk4MfzOXLwLAq7GdGJbPKVEGAC5ewdVmLaJNKXAd7d7f7FuM6f22EiqdNJ3zQMoecztPjgcBqIhBEogV4tTX6fTl1YzHhiKuXqW7TRAOti2rb-dZymlWDrM9UcMzqJBMJWsDN4wpqi3IHn8_Q6G8_iYrkQ/w400-h291/bear_head.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QB3kdMEQJhw-rmO0Jx3Y9c9b4-WbG9bCq4hrR__6HmmPjGi43z1Od3Uy45oO0vRzc2I6jqZU53nyqn2SaFoX8MDM22P1Pk_1VmIyxznjc5Ny2KsnowWXZmPln_piWfhsFTw_vNXVFtS_a42i-LZXsyDTVSLBipztIbAdqZ52ZD3PxnMyvg/s474/carebears.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="266" data-original-width="474" height="113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QB3kdMEQJhw-rmO0Jx3Y9c9b4-WbG9bCq4hrR__6HmmPjGi43z1Od3Uy45oO0vRzc2I6jqZU53nyqn2SaFoX8MDM22P1Pk_1VmIyxznjc5Ny2KsnowWXZmPln_piWfhsFTw_vNXVFtS_a42i-LZXsyDTVSLBipztIbAdqZ52ZD3PxnMyvg/w200-h113/carebears.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div>As you can probably guess, this show is supposed to be a blistering send up as well as a complete 180 reversal of the <b>Care Bears</b>. These are bears that most definitely do NOT care. That one bear up there is named "Tender Dick Bear"........... because the "leader" bear of the original show is named "Tender Heart Bear"....... so now you know. I won't explain the tummy symbol on that bear. If you look close enough you can see what it is. Oh yeah and also, if you're looking at him and asking yourself "what is up with that bear's freaky looking nose?" Well, you see, the original <b>Care Bears</b> had little valentine hearts for noses. So, my bears have actual beating mammal hearts for noses. That's what that is. Every bear's nose would have that pulsating KA-THUMP KA-THUMP KA-THUMP heart beating on their face at all times.<p></p><p>"What's the show's basic structure?", you ask. "How could one go about conceiving of and writing episodes for such a show?", you also inquire. Well, I'll just post what I intend to have as the show's opening narration. It pretty much sets up who these bears are and why they've been brought together to do what they do. It's posted immediately below. To get the full effect, read it in Bill Burr's voice. I would love it if I could get him signed on to be the voice of Tender Dick Bear. Here it is:</p><p><i>Longline: A group of selfish dysfunctional idiots must, by law, do good deeds for others much to their revulsion.</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0QjkEo2SZW2Bbr0Kd_Zybw0WHhqOC0lepCRpxnibt3O1pWFhGNZjLe27Q5g-qqEw18CktByprrcvMNW70kobJkTKKxWto1jYUQA_Ec4WA5Yt44-B3_MzBuI3gPcQPV4rTfDuo6kx_zMuR4wPoBub8bpro9iIunF15wtYdo863jBD5jhY7xw/s1600/bill_burr.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1148" data-original-width="1600" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0QjkEo2SZW2Bbr0Kd_Zybw0WHhqOC0lepCRpxnibt3O1pWFhGNZjLe27Q5g-qqEw18CktByprrcvMNW70kobJkTKKxWto1jYUQA_Ec4WA5Yt44-B3_MzBuI3gPcQPV4rTfDuo6kx_zMuR4wPoBub8bpro9iIunF15wtYdo863jBD5jhY7xw/w200-h144/bill_burr.jpeg" width="200" /></a></i></div><i><br /></i><p></p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><i>Synopsis (as told by the lead character):</i></p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><i>“Ok, maybe you remember some time ago that there were these bears that… I don’t know… did good deeds or some shit. Yeah, they… fucking lived in the clouds and came to Earth to help people. And they were all fucking sunshine and rainbows and ‘la la la’ all over the fucking place. What were they called? Benevolent Bruins or some shit? Whatever! They’re fucking gone now.</i></p><p><i>But yeah, back then everybody thought that every fucking bear was like that… all happy and helpful with those shitty little fucking pictures on their guts. NO! Most bears were just ordinary nothing bears just living their lives and doing their own bullshit.</i></p><p><i>And THEN there’s us! Holy fuck are we a bunch of fucking dicks. Well, I’m not… well ok yah a bit… but not as much as those fucking guys. One night we’re at this dive bar and it’s crowded ‘cause there’s a game on or some shit. My bud had waaaaay too much to drink and then he starts getting into it with this guy and his girlfriend. Bud might’ve grabbed her ass or some shit but I don’t remember. I was pretty fucking wasted too. Anyway, next thing I know, I’m trying to pull my bud off this guy. The girlfriend starts kicking his balls. So then the rest of my buds start beating on her, then her buds start beating on us.</i></p><p><i>It’s not long that we’re all piled in to the fucking paddy wagon and taken to the police station. Everybody hauled in that day had done jail time before so we were all yeah fuck that shit. I can only avoid a fucking shiv for so long. So yeah, we all agreed to do community service instead. But you know what community service they have us fucking doing??!! It’s all the stuff those other bears did. Yeah! We gotta live on those stupid fucking clouds and go help people and shit. Our parole officer is a little asshole too. We hate him. He hates us. What-fucking-ever!</i></p><p><i>So that’s where we are. We were all given our names and fucking gut pictures based on who we are and what we like to do. I’m Tender Dick Bear. I’m called that because I’ve had so much raw dogging sex with so many chicks that my fucking dick is too sensitive. Getting an erection actually hurts like FUCK!!! But enough about me. Over there is Lazy Ass Bear, Dirty Slut Bear, Porn Addict Bear… um… what the fuck’s his name? Oh yeah, it’s Hack a Lung Bear. That fat fuck over there is Fat Fuck Bear. Then there’s Never Bathe Bear, Gambling Bear, Brawling Bear, Dumb Ass Bear, Junkie Bear… and over there is Bare Bear. He’s always naked and it’s fucking disgusting. There’s a bunch of other bears here with other dumb shit names like that. I’d be here all fucking day if I listed them all. But yeah, you’ll probably see those bears at some point when we help some dumbass on Earth.</i></p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><i>Altogether, we’re called the… um… <b>Bears That Give a Shit or Whatever</b>.</i></p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><i>Of course we’re only doing this until some asshole judge says we’ve… like… paid our debt to fucking society or some bullshit. The exact… like… micro-second that’s done we are soooooo fucking outta here. But until then, yeah, watch for us in your neighbourhood helping out some snivelling little shit.</i></p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><i>Okay, that’s enough right? Everybody knows the premise now? There are no fucking dumbasses out there like ‘duuuuuuuh what’s going on?’ Maybe a couple? Aw fuckit! I’m done.”</i></p><p>That's the basic gist of it. It is now the internet's turn to give opinions about this project. Could it fly or would it crash and burn? Would you watch it or recommend to for someone else to watch it? I anticipate the feedback no matter what it is.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-48247633415488875752022-10-23T21:53:00.001-06:002022-10-23T21:53:14.284-06:00It's pumpkin carving time again<p> Here are "jack of the lanterns" I and my daughter carved up this year.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzBoeumzsWC8aKzseL301w-EPTIfNzHFI6O6QPepaZGQNGYkJletQljSa9QfufzqIrOCz-drjgQ-ZXqyPwjax5s-qDk4-ExKfYE5GMRqbDm-ch4_G0AxXeJNumemeUcsYBmAnI1w3C_s9-0Q2RjJk3PmMY3cEB2qhBPKjTmNPpBCLG_u5Uuw/s2048/received_1158494451736657.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2021" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzBoeumzsWC8aKzseL301w-EPTIfNzHFI6O6QPepaZGQNGYkJletQljSa9QfufzqIrOCz-drjgQ-ZXqyPwjax5s-qDk4-ExKfYE5GMRqbDm-ch4_G0AxXeJNumemeUcsYBmAnI1w3C_s9-0Q2RjJk3PmMY3cEB2qhBPKjTmNPpBCLG_u5Uuw/w632-h640/received_1158494451736657.jpeg" width="632" /></a></div><br /> This is my daughter holding up her creation. That pumpkin looks very scared, doesn't it? It's as if it's worried about something. Well.......<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGOqKSzpmcg9A20PI_SPFAWiWbKeX5pznQUnec9IrzMfMC9oriqAyVx_JP_3olAd8IFIgCHw4w1SUn9B0Kp1d9imyQtrfKn233S1TKLCINH70y8EnHFOAsKDgpaZ1RF5nLR8t6tnP0-ZJ_ukp5cvtBMKf2i3hMS-JsS27IU-vahz5asQRXFQ/s3264/20221023_190019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGOqKSzpmcg9A20PI_SPFAWiWbKeX5pznQUnec9IrzMfMC9oriqAyVx_JP_3olAd8IFIgCHw4w1SUn9B0Kp1d9imyQtrfKn233S1TKLCINH70y8EnHFOAsKDgpaZ1RF5nLR8t6tnP0-ZJ_ukp5cvtBMKf2i3hMS-JsS27IU-vahz5asQRXFQ/w640-h480/20221023_190019.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>...that's because my pumpkin is eating hers. I've never known pumpkins to be cannibals, but of course science and nature are always full of surprise. </p><p>Anyway, that's the seasonal festivities that we conjured up for this year. Happy Halloween, everyone!</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-14880921611792856462022-10-02T20:39:00.002-06:002022-10-02T20:39:34.650-06:00I experimented with lip sync<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/T_VtTEycTKA" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe> <div><br /></div><div> Above is some lip sync animation I just did as an experiment. I took an old dialogue file that I used for this <i><a href="http://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2017/02/my-sjw-video-now-in-easily-digestible.html"><b>"series of videos" (which was really just one very long video)</b></a></i> some time ago. The main reasons I did this is be because I both wanted to see if I still "have what it takes" but also see what my current technology could help me accomplish.</div><div><br /></div><div>Doing this lip sync was harder than it should have been. I did finally manage to import the sound file into the Adobe Flash program ut for some reason I couldn't set it to what's called "stream" for the purpose of going over the dialogue frame by frame so as to insure accuracy. So, what I had to do was put that dialogue file into iMovie and "stream" the dialogue there. One shouldn't have to go back and forth between programs to complete a simple task like lip sync, but it's what I had to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, anyway, here's my lip sync such as it is. What are your thoughts?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-75919850881593330542022-09-04T15:03:00.002-06:002022-09-04T15:03:24.897-06:00WHAT THE HELL IS THAT???<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKggu2iYCx-J-bvSarZJpcMAw5MMJDdv_qHvo9plmsIicIs90-Xr25zkqM0AtHW46wmmVg6SHCqYf11LQmvYLdcnWO5x7Br63l7XqVBdHqJyZEdt4A39ALHp7rlABlyMXIIYxQrTmpsx2SRS3yQhOhZaZyKjCkBrqW2vyTLtpFdvay60uXA/s1908/received_775396017110950.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1860" data-original-width="1908" height="624" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKggu2iYCx-J-bvSarZJpcMAw5MMJDdv_qHvo9plmsIicIs90-Xr25zkqM0AtHW46wmmVg6SHCqYf11LQmvYLdcnWO5x7Br63l7XqVBdHqJyZEdt4A39ALHp7rlABlyMXIIYxQrTmpsx2SRS3yQhOhZaZyKjCkBrqW2vyTLtpFdvay60uXA/w640-h624/received_775396017110950.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br />The family and I were dining at a local restaurant the other day. One feature this particular establishment has is that every table is draped in a large ream of newsprint paper that acts as a table cloth of sorts. Plus, since our child is still considered "of child age" (although, confidentially, I think she may be more mature than I am), we were provided with a few crayons to do with whatever we wanted. Immediately, our daughter started doodling on the paper while I did the crossword puzzle on the kids' menu.<p></p><p>But, my wife (my daughter's mom) issued us a challenge. She told us both to draw a creature with a specific criteria:</p><p>1. Its eyes are on its hands.</p><p>2. Its nose is on its giant horn.</p><p>3. Its mouth is on its chin.</p><p>4. It has four legs.</p><p>5. Its teeth are like thorns.</p><p>Thankfully there was no official time limit so we didn't have to rush. Although we did have to pause our drawing when the food arrived of course. That's why there's a few grease stains on it.</p><p>My daughter didn't manage to finish her drawing sadly. But she did make several other doodles that I thought were quite good. Unfortunately, my wife neglected to capture those with her phone's camera and so they are now lost to time and the elements. Oh well, maybe she will start her own blog or post her artwork on whatever website would attract the most traffic. Who knows.</p><p>Anyway, my response to my wife's art challenge is the one above. Enjoy it if that's how you feel.</p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-39442482786464733222022-08-21T20:11:00.001-06:002022-08-21T20:17:04.225-06:00Victor Orban is a paranoid censorious twat-waffle jackass <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrMD8U9CY-u_H75RCDMHmasB07-iKIopmsj6AIMhDCxIXOLfliXyBh8NPvxjehooTzZC-bCLNeulxs9I8NXS7usb-6ff6EpsVENgKtq0WVOgQTnkc4eCOdZB2teEkyL15a7PHQ1U5xbO5rwj1cM8ueukg8ZrmnPG7WJXzkFNUpJyHrc2BFg/s1024/victor_orban.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="1024" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrMD8U9CY-u_H75RCDMHmasB07-iKIopmsj6AIMhDCxIXOLfliXyBh8NPvxjehooTzZC-bCLNeulxs9I8NXS7usb-6ff6EpsVENgKtq0WVOgQTnkc4eCOdZB2teEkyL15a7PHQ1U5xbO5rwj1cM8ueukg8ZrmnPG7WJXzkFNUpJyHrc2BFg/w400-h325/victor_orban.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Yeah, I don't like him at all. Not one little bit. Yes, that same Victor Orban that is the current leader of Hungary, I have a rather low opinion of this man. I've never met his guts, but if I did I'm sure I'd hate them too.</p><p>And yet, there is a faction of people in the USA that laud this guy as a "saviour of the west" of some sort. Last year, Tucker Carlson himself actually traveled to Budapest to have a sit down interview with this guy.</p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/s01ZL5TnBNY" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p><br /></p><p>Ok. That was a nice little ego stroking session there.</p><p>By the way, my beef with Victor is not simply because he's "right wing". His politics are his politics and he's entitled to them. My big problem with him has to do with how he treats the play/movie <b>Billy Elliot</b>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5rhnTWqKSxu9hgmlymR0YsASMl_ubgDowEJR_W8j65BXl8q5Yqd7f70s0bMBQqEZl9V7yaFEXXVxiIw8FkvLZsp9N64qc6CimwzZsKpqjpwIQDyfcKxy4XKhOxp4zNzwf0xFS9ePUErf_OX2xCCTsJTmkRIEor-2iUmfql8o7I49YLh0zMw/s925/billyelliot_title.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="925" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5rhnTWqKSxu9hgmlymR0YsASMl_ubgDowEJR_W8j65BXl8q5Yqd7f70s0bMBQqEZl9V7yaFEXXVxiIw8FkvLZsp9N64qc6CimwzZsKpqjpwIQDyfcKxy4XKhOxp4zNzwf0xFS9ePUErf_OX2xCCTsJTmkRIEor-2iUmfql8o7I49YLh0zMw/w400-h244/billyelliot_title.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>He's actually banned this work from the entire country of Hungary because................... get this............ <i><a href="https://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-44602026"><span style="color: #f1c232;">he's afraid it might inspire people to become gay</span></a></i>. He seriously thinks that.</p><p>When I first heard about Mr. Orban's objection, I had only heard of <b>Billy Elliot</b>. I hadn't actually seen it at all. So, I couldn't fully comment on what Victor was going on about. But, I recently saw it so now I can make a much more informed statement about the whole thing. For those who haven't seen it, I'll give a brief synopsis here:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3w6guq7Zkan2FJ_f5B2Hi8h-Sit-Jg4TOKCYBMWF39feKJLX6m8C8xjcWNds3IfxzozGPVaNVMp0aFXmwxtWUpiclOBqb9IoHXoLKa97y2tu0WBF7zexAH0Lg0euw4Vl7WHXZCdRvrS2imQTGVt8K6-AVUdaUur2ER3y6vaaKpbvVmcuKtQ/s925/billyelliot_boxing.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="925" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3w6guq7Zkan2FJ_f5B2Hi8h-Sit-Jg4TOKCYBMWF39feKJLX6m8C8xjcWNds3IfxzozGPVaNVMp0aFXmwxtWUpiclOBqb9IoHXoLKa97y2tu0WBF7zexAH0Lg0euw4Vl7WHXZCdRvrS2imQTGVt8K6-AVUdaUur2ER3y6vaaKpbvVmcuKtQ/w400-h244/billyelliot_boxing.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Billy Elliot starts off the movie doing his boxing lessons. But, quickly realizes that he's not so good at it.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9csjT3ZXhq4PI5p9RrZT343tOhTrY1ZCgfC7lCaIxew1XS5zarehDzvDcU-Z897PP1QhwXeqJ0bXZ6pOjS7aO5aDqWiqPwpiBpezdv0bzgjlIRH7CNaYDJrXbbylr84MnTexSXxdYDyvH2q_DiSunLPK1GZYPkNFfa9p4ibnjlT0nBaLmMA/s925/billyelliot_dance.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="925" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9csjT3ZXhq4PI5p9RrZT343tOhTrY1ZCgfC7lCaIxew1XS5zarehDzvDcU-Z897PP1QhwXeqJ0bXZ6pOjS7aO5aDqWiqPwpiBpezdv0bzgjlIRH7CNaYDJrXbbylr84MnTexSXxdYDyvH2q_DiSunLPK1GZYPkNFfa9p4ibnjlT0nBaLmMA/w400-h244/billyelliot_dance.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>However, he notices that in another part of the gymnasium there's a ballet class going on. Billy can't quite explain, but something draws him toward that class and inspires him to get into dancing.....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_helVeGw_HihiFoTVZxjhaaCKf-U31fc8Q86LdfkzXQwkQLNR6Q5UL5BPTiUwOZwet48HL9H0S1hRGeMRnVyRa2P2WvDr_G-et6bqd0isktWfOSS1EOz7yWElJ24mTMnhTkaRMHWJBfXNFtCQDZA0Kq4j6e7rtzNBhHJP-UaayOetT_0pw/s930/billyelliot_father.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="930" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_helVeGw_HihiFoTVZxjhaaCKf-U31fc8Q86LdfkzXQwkQLNR6Q5UL5BPTiUwOZwet48HL9H0S1hRGeMRnVyRa2P2WvDr_G-et6bqd0isktWfOSS1EOz7yWElJ24mTMnhTkaRMHWJBfXNFtCQDZA0Kq4j6e7rtzNBhHJP-UaayOetT_0pw/w400-h241/billyelliot_father.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>...much to the red-faced disappointment of his gruff coal-mining father.</p><p>But don't fret because... SPOILER... his father does come around to supporting Billy and his desire to dance. It's quite a well executed transformation on the father's part in my opinion.</p><p>But, Billy "dancing like a pouf (as many characters in the show call it)" is not the LBGTQ element that Victor Orban and his ilk are concerned about.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmP8mJ-Qk2dzrg3K75K3vUm9SsniRPsThBdMn0hSymMLKvLYxM_2r6Oa6eL_Q7a_esrig78BqvTHepSXTceh6ar1bESNEAg4dkEXKS6NKqbBRffsuUDCwV6XfD-Raa6TQgDtTSZuqsrq5sNdvfbYTEokYNFPHYaiLwJ-Vw4GOpFKFr4IQ5ZA/s930/billyelliot_crossdressing.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="930" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmP8mJ-Qk2dzrg3K75K3vUm9SsniRPsThBdMn0hSymMLKvLYxM_2r6Oa6eL_Q7a_esrig78BqvTHepSXTceh6ar1bESNEAg4dkEXKS6NKqbBRffsuUDCwV6XfD-Raa6TQgDtTSZuqsrq5sNdvfbYTEokYNFPHYaiLwJ-Vw4GOpFKFr4IQ5ZA/w400-h241/billyelliot_crossdressing.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>A small side story is Billy's friend who's gotten into cross-dressing. He raids his sister's closet and tries on all the dresses of hers that he likes. Billy's immediate reaction is to be taken aback and say "what are you doing?". But, Billy's supportive nature quickly kicks in and he's very happy with his friend discovering himself.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7efLj0UgWusq7-KIOo2SX6aWJL44IX78ma7UcR0i-CJFCzYciQdIiDyZ5FeCrKDyN6GQwsAsafPVmqjvSLAInGvgtR1Dc2ytlZOKJTF8S-ITo39WziH3nHW9zrNnmTqs31pNkGnpNZi8Uld5-vf4cHy3WIFR5qJyY2blCaOUa_VDt77UTgg/s930/billyelliot_kissfriend.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="930" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7efLj0UgWusq7-KIOo2SX6aWJL44IX78ma7UcR0i-CJFCzYciQdIiDyZ5FeCrKDyN6GQwsAsafPVmqjvSLAInGvgtR1Dc2ytlZOKJTF8S-ITo39WziH3nHW9zrNnmTqs31pNkGnpNZi8Uld5-vf4cHy3WIFR5qJyY2blCaOUa_VDt77UTgg/w400-h241/billyelliot_kissfriend.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Billy's so supportive that he even gives his friend a kiss. That's his way of telling his friend that he'd make a very lovely woman someday. Only the very best of friends would do that for each other.</p><p>Anyway, that little bit is too much for Victor. Because of just that little element of the story, he wants to ban the entire show from his country. All of the feel good "work around the obstacles and the stigmas dogging you to follow your dreams" story elements are tossed to the wayside just because of one little bit of gay acceptance. That's just as bad as banning every episode of <b>The Flintstones</b> simply because that one character in that one episode was transgender.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJK8wmyB7Y0hRYw0ZAPknVc0J8VXLNW42il7ZKFSTV3NMwqHwcTaz2WsVy_AbO5fGs27QxwIHl4FZ8IyZ5kRabnvNrz8jtr-L36TBmg50h3QweaNN5AfKejlfFxA0E820TH0RqzBjVippD7_qoxMhIuUPu8xboODciDxh3AvBwqTMkjqcTQ/s1588/flintstones_trans.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="570" data-original-width="1588" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJK8wmyB7Y0hRYw0ZAPknVc0J8VXLNW42il7ZKFSTV3NMwqHwcTaz2WsVy_AbO5fGs27QxwIHl4FZ8IyZ5kRabnvNrz8jtr-L36TBmg50h3QweaNN5AfKejlfFxA0E820TH0RqzBjVippD7_qoxMhIuUPu8xboODciDxh3AvBwqTMkjqcTQ/w640-h230/flintstones_trans.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The civil rights leader "Harvey Mammoth Milk" might have made a short appearance in this episode.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Rather than go into a lengthy diatribe about all the ways Victor Orban is wrong in this instance, I'll just very quickly list all of the Censor Monkeys he is being:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT8wVZGiPNY1_FzewdJzBapwPt0SxXfIMZpfWYEIjNLSlvUx01RpWgTT6U_WLvfLRu1iU34wJsPbontzu8cjY9sMksnl5vGO4y1fXvgVRhgtmDRPPHqXb9vJah6JVOuiz5K32UnG_cvni9A4BKySCxzlJ8Ky-J99UXNtDLbN6BNd3076wGPw/s1838/victorianmonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1838" data-original-width="1263" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT8wVZGiPNY1_FzewdJzBapwPt0SxXfIMZpfWYEIjNLSlvUx01RpWgTT6U_WLvfLRu1iU34wJsPbontzu8cjY9sMksnl5vGO4y1fXvgVRhgtmDRPPHqXb9vJah6JVOuiz5K32UnG_cvni9A4BKySCxzlJ8Ky-J99UXNtDLbN6BNd3076wGPw/w440-h640/victorianmonkey_card.jpg" width="440" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfyKVBj_hiKPnX1McupK7DMmeldz4J4wLvf3w4M04VWsAUHegdEC2oHS0CcxS9ySzZaZxakvQW4EhZkK8XzVO1qBSJbvAdj02i00GlSG69IEW-dF5xyoDOoozEd4ZyDvtmvE3CiCEYh9NqrCta7zwUCcXyZYZv1A3YNuykjUdcwFEYIySlA/s1836/preachermonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="1251" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfyKVBj_hiKPnX1McupK7DMmeldz4J4wLvf3w4M04VWsAUHegdEC2oHS0CcxS9ySzZaZxakvQW4EhZkK8XzVO1qBSJbvAdj02i00GlSG69IEW-dF5xyoDOoozEd4ZyDvtmvE3CiCEYh9NqrCta7zwUCcXyZYZv1A3YNuykjUdcwFEYIySlA/w436-h640/preachermonkey_card.jpg" width="436" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgthRkFFp2YiUmSV5TQe1uvZPw0pX5kXlQKXSLmYdJURvnkl6HfqXKFHVakkKdNe-HnZQrBoR9TZj8Cpbo4thbQ1xrXMrAhlXvRGJ0kQhDWP62Y3B1RiFSGvhmmKJJdXi-aJkBt4uFWvzlJsVu-okZUY7avdGjyrbYCSzBpgHzUs2dSNAUUQ/s1826/psychologistmonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1826" data-original-width="1245" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgthRkFFp2YiUmSV5TQe1uvZPw0pX5kXlQKXSLmYdJURvnkl6HfqXKFHVakkKdNe-HnZQrBoR9TZj8Cpbo4thbQ1xrXMrAhlXvRGJ0kQhDWP62Y3B1RiFSGvhmmKJJdXi-aJkBt4uFWvzlJsVu-okZUY7avdGjyrbYCSzBpgHzUs2dSNAUUQ/w436-h640/psychologistmonkey_card.jpg" width="436" /></a></div><br /><p>...and, for straight up banning the whole production outright, he is....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_QB5D4qZFw7tzpJ0-tMNMeRFv6OcWIXaAeBEJxoU0aJV07_6FDdakdqcVd7YX2f8tJDt1g0Zw1o1TPu7JEnmebTBvofE_NtNdO1bb1mpTKipxK-0iazFIa7IIi6aFLRHNDviMCQuHXwv46QirMUgqGen83sYl5LFN_hNzEgGrFWiDzGauA/s1830/nazimonkey_card.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1830" data-original-width="1227" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_QB5D4qZFw7tzpJ0-tMNMeRFv6OcWIXaAeBEJxoU0aJV07_6FDdakdqcVd7YX2f8tJDt1g0Zw1o1TPu7JEnmebTBvofE_NtNdO1bb1mpTKipxK-0iazFIa7IIi6aFLRHNDviMCQuHXwv46QirMUgqGen83sYl5LFN_hNzEgGrFWiDzGauA/w430-h640/nazimonkey_card.jpg" width="430" /></a></div><p>Wow! A whopping four Censor Monkeys. It's time to dial back the tyranny there Victor. </p><p>Of course, I certainly do sympathize with Victor's and even Tucker's objection to "wokeness". Yeah! Fuck wokeness. Fuck wokeness back up the devil's asshole where it fell from in the first place. But, Mr. Orban, in the process of that, leave <b>Billy Elliot</b> alone. He's done nothing wrong. He's certainly not a threat to anyone. No government official should ever be in the business of deciding what movies, plays, tv shows, songs that his/her citizens can consume. Let the artists do their art without harassment. Thank you.</p><p>I'll end this blog post with what I think it one of the best scenes from the Billy Elliot movie. It's where young Billy openly defies his stern father by daring to dance right in front of him. I find it very powerful. Please enjoy!</p><p><br /></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/CH8HV5gXQB4" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-21455204597394350772022-07-30T22:39:00.003-06:002022-07-30T23:42:06.609-06:00The Trouble With Jerry Lewis<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLsMUsQGUT-GNSqfsEl4XdpIV9J5pJ7LQI5mH0q22HMtHfpx200imnyBUpGqkehbI7jz8wFcj98hT6wzl8_L9E6GwJ7swepWRnFGOPbjmKHKDYzFNqBKV-wcpDWS1EdTdePwpSRW6FTu1OXlQLxND4VMok0F-7qftfEU-ak3O4nzaXzb9jw/s929/jl_reaction3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLsMUsQGUT-GNSqfsEl4XdpIV9J5pJ7LQI5mH0q22HMtHfpx200imnyBUpGqkehbI7jz8wFcj98hT6wzl8_L9E6GwJ7swepWRnFGOPbjmKHKDYzFNqBKV-wcpDWS1EdTdePwpSRW6FTu1OXlQLxND4VMok0F-7qftfEU-ak3O4nzaXzb9jw/w640-h389/jl_reaction3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Recently it was my birthday. My wife's present to me was for me to go to our nearest video store (some do still exist) and pick out any number of DVDs which she would pay for. The image down below was my haul:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphqbMps3ChHUx7Z4aI13yyhZqilHfjPQc3mnw2YwGoeMbL4VCeFtiwd2lgZp-RuUmmRY1gS8Nl-qxYkjNpgPOzjK3mXpoVKQSpddKbnLPR6XSlFb6K8ygfdmK65HZAxzRowfwff7cIMRc1rah831WM7DEPceL3MyVNE_jUUn-CfWKam66MQ/s2048/birthday_dvds.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphqbMps3ChHUx7Z4aI13yyhZqilHfjPQc3mnw2YwGoeMbL4VCeFtiwd2lgZp-RuUmmRY1gS8Nl-qxYkjNpgPOzjK3mXpoVKQSpddKbnLPR6XSlFb6K8ygfdmK65HZAxzRowfwff7cIMRc1rah831WM7DEPceL3MyVNE_jUUn-CfWKam66MQ/w480-h640/birthday_dvds.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Pretty decent I'd say. Since that time, I have watched and enjoyed all of these titles. Although, only my wife watched <b>Heavy Metal</b> with me of course. Out of all the movies from this batch that we watched, the one that I found got the most interesting reaction was from the Jerry Lewis collection.</p><p>For any curious fans of cinephiles out there, I'll provide the list of films here:</p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Stooge</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Delicate Delinquent</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Bellboy</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">Cinderfella </span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Errand Boy</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Ladies Man</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Nutty Professor</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Disorderly Orderly</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Patsy</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">The Family Jewels</span></b></p><p>My daughter did laugh out loud at more than a few instances in these films. But, my wife's response to all of what she saw Jerry do was "I don't think so". Aw well, you can't please everybody.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW398_afDfQyD0H1gVxIHAFJ__MpZFWDMp-XNubahsu0UrWZGZK6xs2RuNCxkAa43yFlkvNcBT3iWjzHq-_7oOH9bt9t6oR6iT27Ox-xZxlEK80mhszpVVcIBbEzkyUgSa6aCOLziv5CgY6aMFQXE1QGCSJfsbkvtelpCYlqf_BzRxdmM2UQ/s929/jl_reaction4.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW398_afDfQyD0H1gVxIHAFJ__MpZFWDMp-XNubahsu0UrWZGZK6xs2RuNCxkAa43yFlkvNcBT3iWjzHq-_7oOH9bt9t6oR6iT27Ox-xZxlEK80mhszpVVcIBbEzkyUgSa6aCOLziv5CgY6aMFQXE1QGCSJfsbkvtelpCYlqf_BzRxdmM2UQ/w200-h121/jl_reaction4.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />As much as my daughter and I enjoyed these movies, we both agreed that not every scene was a winner. Maybe for every one scene that was good there were about 3 or 4 that were okay followed by some scenes that fell absolutely into a flat pile of nothing. Also, as a result of this, some of the movies as a whole left us feeling relatively satisfied while some flopped for us as a whole. At first, we couldn't quite pin point what the issue was. Then, after watching the fourth or fifth movie, we figured it out. Or, the very least, we both came to a conclusion that satisfied us. That's why this blog post is called "...the trouble with...", because we feel we found Mr. Lewis' biggest flaw in the movies he made.<p></p><p>Yes, I'm quite aware that we're not the first people to analyze Jerry's work. Over the decades, Jerry Lewis has amassed a huge fan base full of people who insist he can do no wrong (most of these people live in France as you may know) along with a long line of detractors who feel he's never been good. In my and my daughter's opinion, the answer is in the middle of those two extremes. We feel he's an excellent performer along with being a capable writer/director, but that there's one big flaw that mars his work and keeps him from being great. No, that flaw has nothing to do with any ego clashes that Jerry had with....... well pretty much everybody he ever met in his whole life. It also has nothing to do with any routines of his that may or may not have aged well.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVehwJEobvSye5M9uWpTEvI5OPfSPgLRIhz2dSYmdQrw8pTap0wCk-XYNyWD2rGyFPfdlLA4YyFI0XwzH5eeuzUK9DwLSd7CjAOWD63HwVDmBfQtHCNSojt9NS7FQB8XUMlKYzRHCDrwRQFoVjIGyHblpWDiLwoq4yrX13Vo-xuYLM-XhpA/s778/jl_asianface1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="778" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVehwJEobvSye5M9uWpTEvI5OPfSPgLRIhz2dSYmdQrw8pTap0wCk-XYNyWD2rGyFPfdlLA4YyFI0XwzH5eeuzUK9DwLSd7CjAOWD63HwVDmBfQtHCNSojt9NS7FQB8XUMlKYzRHCDrwRQFoVjIGyHblpWDiLwoq4yrX13Vo-xuYLM-XhpA/s320/jl_asianface1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQyrpLCdm5K-uV2nAZPVujVgPGHPLQLZG9x3rOs7ff_pQW1OpJppgrjxaQMLB3kHtLoqeQeqO4DS6v8WvDjdkKlyrZF7O7le8Li2cqAQw7vyWANwsZ7MbhSXFpHe7l-HPWbfFnxWkT_Mnsc58NDrWr84-eN_DdmdeLNyhUU4rigomzmu3hA/s929/jl_reaction2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQyrpLCdm5K-uV2nAZPVujVgPGHPLQLZG9x3rOs7ff_pQW1OpJppgrjxaQMLB3kHtLoqeQeqO4DS6v8WvDjdkKlyrZF7O7le8Li2cqAQw7vyWANwsZ7MbhSXFpHe7l-HPWbfFnxWkT_Mnsc58NDrWr84-eN_DdmdeLNyhUU4rigomzmu3hA/w200-h121/jl_reaction2.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>It has nothing to do with "ol' Deano" being with him or not (that of course is Dean Martin, for anyone under the age of 75 who may be reading this). It definitely has nothing to do with the <span style="font-size: x-large;">NOOOOOISES</span> he makes with his <span style="font-size: x-large;">MOOOOOOUUUUUUTH</span> <span style="font-size: medium;">AND </span><span style="font-size: large;">THE</span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">TONSILS</span><span style="font-size: medium;"> AND </span>THE<span style="font-size: medium;">... </span><span style="font-size: large;">HEEEEEYYYYYY!</span> <span style="font-size: x-large;">LAAAAAAAAAADYYYYYYYY!</span> I LOVE YO - <span style="font-size: x-large;">WOOOOOAAAVIN</span> I FELL DOWN! <span style="font-size: large;">OY</span> GLAVIN!! OW.... my larynx is sore now...... where's..... the lozenge? Mmh whay! <br /><p></p><p>It has nothing to do with any of that. The one big flaw that we discovered is so simple and basic. The one (of many) examples of this flaw of his I'll use to demonstrate it is in one of his films called <b>The Errand Boy</b>. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvXXWqf1lGzhQGcVwMqnGyFUXp7MFMyB0ew10nb0-C9R9kmUPDaQugrQCWz1ORmO1jy21oJ7ZjtcvI_16cza36nDFalkl2VQTgld0QpEN4Cz-2nw2_llagqjKYJBIgIQGinyji9w3UNu7CIKfYoyVrhqweNs96jG6j1ayZhBXXoUPRjYGENg/s929/jl_errandboy_title.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvXXWqf1lGzhQGcVwMqnGyFUXp7MFMyB0ew10nb0-C9R9kmUPDaQugrQCWz1ORmO1jy21oJ7ZjtcvI_16cza36nDFalkl2VQTgld0QpEN4Cz-2nw2_llagqjKYJBIgIQGinyji9w3UNu7CIKfYoyVrhqweNs96jG6j1ayZhBXXoUPRjYGENg/w400-h243/jl_errandboy_title.jpg" width="400" /></a></p><p>It's in this particular sequence that I'll show with pictures (because I didn't feel like copying it and uploading it to Youtube. Take me to court. I don't care). Watch below:</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpgidNjQm8q88rIe-8Xej3O0YpbeHlhivW-6F6hkr5HoFImCdYZ5qQ36tSfjCMMgG6YzmeA7ALIGeBDU9E2CxaYnEnf9I1vNywNNmSNqFa1UZCPhf1Z4VN5SuTOKzax-26mszyq-VJBndNpi2ntjBSgk5ocAZUj1dQS0gfACF9wGDeTYsGIQ/s929/jl_errandboy_ontheset.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpgidNjQm8q88rIe-8Xej3O0YpbeHlhivW-6F6hkr5HoFImCdYZ5qQ36tSfjCMMgG6YzmeA7ALIGeBDU9E2CxaYnEnf9I1vNywNNmSNqFa1UZCPhf1Z4VN5SuTOKzax-26mszyq-VJBndNpi2ntjBSgk5ocAZUj1dQS0gfACF9wGDeTYsGIQ/w640-h389/jl_errandboy_ontheset.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jerry Lewis walks onto a movie set with a pool of water in it.</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFknvsES3tHVKpfa73OY-VDqNRN7Gz09yHQtomcETmICJ3_UQUvzFtMNYnDH78HxS_GeqK1XBBwKzDAUGGNgUaRlr75255MF2L3SAeoVu5VY6lx9i65S3iMzHpkzR5tuVNyIIem-7wdOpHW54-g6TmYCbe1pghrx-zsfA5IwJAAF5pmZCKQ/s929/jl_errandboy_manjumpwater.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFknvsES3tHVKpfa73OY-VDqNRN7Gz09yHQtomcETmICJ3_UQUvzFtMNYnDH78HxS_GeqK1XBBwKzDAUGGNgUaRlr75255MF2L3SAeoVu5VY6lx9i65S3iMzHpkzR5tuVNyIIem-7wdOpHW54-g6TmYCbe1pghrx-zsfA5IwJAAF5pmZCKQ/w640-h388/jl_errandboy_manjumpwater.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A man in SCUBA gear jumps into that water.</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0-kXgEXWDfo1L0KXdGRAsRt03tAAoZzepSARsnh8fd1NiTQ3pX-PCDpU7KoZK8oi9Rb_BQsQbrV02Ngke0SicUwAtK6c3TCLU2PmNT60TyngkTf_qGeCryzw73JJJ-gHy7atk6Y0e7WyXNFK7EnifS1ZDZvT2DN7pXgeuG7V3fZToesuD2g/s929/jl_errandboy_jerrylookwater.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0-kXgEXWDfo1L0KXdGRAsRt03tAAoZzepSARsnh8fd1NiTQ3pX-PCDpU7KoZK8oi9Rb_BQsQbrV02Ngke0SicUwAtK6c3TCLU2PmNT60TyngkTf_qGeCryzw73JJJ-gHy7atk6Y0e7WyXNFK7EnifS1ZDZvT2DN7pXgeuG7V3fZToesuD2g/w640-h388/jl_errandboy_jerrylookwater.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jerry walks to the edge of that water and thinks, "Hey, what's down there?" </td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3dSqgMHfb18h_QeADz-LLfi2oxTvu4bjTfQ78oyE_D74qmR_rZTWjxbTCDOvzYMhCQq3FPv6yVrJzFrSyaUV5RATWkFfL0JY8EgNzDlLxeHwro8KwODmIZ5HBmA4rA-oWhDlfDDYT3skWi1QzkaKtOp-pPyA7EfZ4Gt-kLVd8RusCLjSdA/s929/jl_errandboy_jerryswim.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3dSqgMHfb18h_QeADz-LLfi2oxTvu4bjTfQ78oyE_D74qmR_rZTWjxbTCDOvzYMhCQq3FPv6yVrJzFrSyaUV5RATWkFfL0JY8EgNzDlLxeHwro8KwODmIZ5HBmA4rA-oWhDlfDDYT3skWi1QzkaKtOp-pPyA7EfZ4Gt-kLVd8RusCLjSdA/w640-h388/jl_errandboy_jerryswim.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jerry then jumps into the water with his clothes on and joins the SCUBA man.</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0z-_ETVaGKAmyBJWDYi1wM2RUNAlySneiIw8sbKeSI3txQU4riKE21he83nM5QplgDUYQ32iZ-qt8VF2aJaxUh3HsaRFkCEaLX17AnEUfp5T3E59RlzXlduVOlyVjFqmo8r-8CQoQ5CeVEbk6gZbIgkEHm1G6Y6PiMUAm26kRjzOgnrpV9Q/s929/jl_errandboy_man_wtf.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0z-_ETVaGKAmyBJWDYi1wM2RUNAlySneiIw8sbKeSI3txQU4riKE21he83nM5QplgDUYQ32iZ-qt8VF2aJaxUh3HsaRFkCEaLX17AnEUfp5T3E59RlzXlduVOlyVjFqmo8r-8CQoQ5CeVEbk6gZbIgkEHm1G6Y6PiMUAm26kRjzOgnrpV9Q/w640-h388/jl_errandboy_man_wtf.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The SCUBA man sees him and is noticeably confused.<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLsID8Or-bZZpop1zNSg2bAUYmnb1V4c1JTy4922gD2XhPMdNFgGeSSyl215pk90EQElPYrq7Xu58jlgWJ2FWEI-V78tAxKdmw4bBkJsnMnaWcp3QiPqoT4zWYZLwt-NGK-EfPB1gcjTXQl-MFM6CY8FxA6CyiwgG0gdaSB-2Mfl-2ERsa3Q/s929/jl_errandboy_mansign.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLsID8Or-bZZpop1zNSg2bAUYmnb1V4c1JTy4922gD2XhPMdNFgGeSSyl215pk90EQElPYrq7Xu58jlgWJ2FWEI-V78tAxKdmw4bBkJsnMnaWcp3QiPqoT4zWYZLwt-NGK-EfPB1gcjTXQl-MFM6CY8FxA6CyiwgG0gdaSB-2Mfl-2ERsa3Q/w640-h388/jl_errandboy_mansign.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The man manages to write on bristol board under water and uses this unique skill to ask Jerry a pointed question.</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41lCOy4H5JqZkIv-LS-kr5UzWyhPq7CuY62gZiFbE3bQYcUAo94eGx7CEcdLUfSaQpIauEVbnCQz-dB2wwQOL5vPCOyel87YotGnIqq7femUzV8S7GOWlNCcY8UEWIihOjZLP-iUExWzrIXI_ZbBYyRPgDaecmySj9iPhUaKaili_zV8TQw/s929/jl_errandboy_jerrysign.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41lCOy4H5JqZkIv-LS-kr5UzWyhPq7CuY62gZiFbE3bQYcUAo94eGx7CEcdLUfSaQpIauEVbnCQz-dB2wwQOL5vPCOyel87YotGnIqq7femUzV8S7GOWlNCcY8UEWIihOjZLP-iUExWzrIXI_ZbBYyRPgDaecmySj9iPhUaKaili_zV8TQw/w640-h388/jl_errandboy_jerrysign.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jerry also has the unique ability to write on paper submerged in water and uses this skill to inform that man that he is now drowning.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>That is the conclusion of that sequence. Two things annoyed me with this part.</p><p>1. If he knew he'd have trouble in that water then why did he jump in?</p><p>Oh, maybe his character is incredibly impulsive always acting on a whim you might ask? Well, ok that's all well and good except for one other question...</p><p>2. What does this have to do with the plot?</p><p>The initiating action that starts this movie off is that a Hollywood studio is facing bankruptcy because they haven't had a successful movie in too long a time. Their solution is to hire a know-nothing dupe to do some spying for them to find out what other studios are doing.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXMWew5iL_FlpVnvMWjbahDYp0NDEnVg_jUh50eCdbh5mZI567jWNjDFx94UvcEteaTILpirpExI1q6PAuEQbh0wjFsPP8ar1g4e3Ulh4doprZYrKuy-B-UgECjrbxpwrY2FGTeWnyE8hD8kIFyNjadH5MFyMYDZAyg7_rZxvATfGHayiUg/s929/jl_errandboy_plot.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXMWew5iL_FlpVnvMWjbahDYp0NDEnVg_jUh50eCdbh5mZI567jWNjDFx94UvcEteaTILpirpExI1q6PAuEQbh0wjFsPP8ar1g4e3Ulh4doprZYrKuy-B-UgECjrbxpwrY2FGTeWnyE8hD8kIFyNjadH5MFyMYDZAyg7_rZxvATfGHayiUg/w400-h243/jl_errandboy_plot.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>So, I put the question to you: What does him jumping in the water have to do with anything and how does it advance to story in any way? Sure, it might be a good idea to turn off my brain so that I can maybe better relax and enjoy the antics, but a coherent story or even just a coherent sequence of events would help with the relaxation so much more.</p><p>But, anyway, like I said, this is the part where we noticed Jerry Lewis' biggest flaw. Here it is:</p><p><b><span style="color: #fcff01; font-size: medium;">Jerry Lewis concentrates more on finding an instant belly laugh than he does in telling a coherent story.</span></b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIp7KEDdUdeioEUbMQvZBgmwXMT7bXSEF2PeKSgLETx7lJccK7wzGOOtsNDXhl-gtjMDvzAEk-Zg5nL1tFwZ2G5kruX2IVy8vzxabM1vtSzFRY16QUH9Ztin9qyFpd6K-0bG56tsn9zJkUJvZVCbGe5CXqHFf8T0hPd7mmoodhBSLdCQPLKA/s929/jl_reaction1.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIp7KEDdUdeioEUbMQvZBgmwXMT7bXSEF2PeKSgLETx7lJccK7wzGOOtsNDXhl-gtjMDvzAEk-Zg5nL1tFwZ2G5kruX2IVy8vzxabM1vtSzFRY16QUH9Ztin9qyFpd6K-0bG56tsn9zJkUJvZVCbGe5CXqHFf8T0hPd7mmoodhBSLdCQPLKA/w200-h121/jl_reaction1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>That's it. That's the reason some of his stuff works and some of it doesn't. In his pursuit of an instant laugh, he'll too often end up sabotaging the plot, the story or even his character. When you look at it that way, the sequence above makes that much more sense, or at least it makes sense as to why Jerry would've constructed the sequence this way. When he first walks onto the set and sees the man jump in, his first thought is "it would be funny if I jumped in too". Then while he's swimming in there, his thought is "it would be funny if the man was confused about why I don't have scuba gear". The once the man asks that question via signage, his immediate thought is "it would be funny if it turned out I was just drowning". I think the appropriate phrase is "not seeing the forest for the trees" or something like that. <br /> Well, anyway, he's too preoccupied with the immediate interactions that he has trouble seeing the movie as a whole.<p></p><p>At least Jerry was more honest about this point in another movie of his called <b>The Bellboy</b>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF1Nu7rBKeUIcJWHUkyWa_Rmt06ZO_au1-zHJ-fLGyMT7lGUtQ8C19PrUkzskbf8qTeak1r6f4qQAeFpaKXopg5tTY24GUKieX5W8yDtMdeNzDQRigFKaSxr3s5nlQZzapAJkkAvmVaMBC69MvCEMKG17DLIzgyIGvKKlAdalb4ZwGhsFhQ/s929/jl_bellboy_title.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF1Nu7rBKeUIcJWHUkyWa_Rmt06ZO_au1-zHJ-fLGyMT7lGUtQ8C19PrUkzskbf8qTeak1r6f4qQAeFpaKXopg5tTY24GUKieX5W8yDtMdeNzDQRigFKaSxr3s5nlQZzapAJkkAvmVaMBC69MvCEMKG17DLIzgyIGvKKlAdalb4ZwGhsFhQ/w400-h243/jl_bellboy_title.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>It starts with a very silly guy at his desk telling us that "this movie has no story and no plot" thus freeing Jerry up to do whatever bits he wants without the burden of adhering to any story.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RZdo-VO4tp6K9oPPBKKJHbQGjfkRUkzNPCBMVNLoFT2pxsWA-JIEa7_TSZ3hWLRWUPtT33KJdGpDv_oeumqLa1GS1VMW0aSqMt6S9IhqwVXI0D4VgBjU7-DEmPsmBZDh0XLDPNcE6Jb9JRaUtwTfsGK-q-jULqabBwhxTvNVwr87st4Caw/s929/jl_bellboy_crazyguy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RZdo-VO4tp6K9oPPBKKJHbQGjfkRUkzNPCBMVNLoFT2pxsWA-JIEa7_TSZ3hWLRWUPtT33KJdGpDv_oeumqLa1GS1VMW0aSqMt6S9IhqwVXI0D4VgBjU7-DEmPsmBZDh0XLDPNcE6Jb9JRaUtwTfsGK-q-jULqabBwhxTvNVwr87st4Caw/w400-h243/jl_bellboy_crazyguy.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>It does make the movie that much more easily consumable, but it does also keep it from being among Jerry's best in my opinion.</p><p>When Mr Lewis' last film <b>Hardly Working</b> came out, Siskel and Ebert kind of almost stumbled onto that flaw that I mentioned but never quite articulate it. I found that review on Youtube and I'm embedding it below:</p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/PHWKNkbjnAk" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p>Ebert mentions that the sequences are inconsistent and make no sense, but merely attributes that to Jerry being "washed up and pathetic". </p><p>This is also the reason that Jerry's best movies were directed by the great Frank Tashlin.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqcDfjVXHb5pLnuGdxjTJft5Y8DCR6taHcj4g5R4uxVDUTF_lEJ-a-1DtFneIrp8eubcl66nJKy3JoRM2itTePqxv6dOVPsEVqCqI9-UpKBEa2lbQzBHGHEMGY10kPCOFiT8zvglvOuD7rRYurwpQwbzF_e8PoYVpkxOokRa_QzZcP0Cq3QA/s929/jl_franktashlin_director.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqcDfjVXHb5pLnuGdxjTJft5Y8DCR6taHcj4g5R4uxVDUTF_lEJ-a-1DtFneIrp8eubcl66nJKy3JoRM2itTePqxv6dOVPsEVqCqI9-UpKBEa2lbQzBHGHEMGY10kPCOFiT8zvglvOuD7rRYurwpQwbzF_e8PoYVpkxOokRa_QzZcP0Cq3QA/w640-h388/jl_franktashlin_director.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihT46UMqgcJlS6nCPA2cvRfNeSl74dVZ5er-ZXV0f1y0h6tTgtq8OhMivjS3vrvCcgQuJ9ecTe0J29IJ0EYsB_hyPQQMw6QVKOv70sD5opTbCns-xqBed9FbbtBbv7EUDqnOqdE5phyiMVUDUWnKRQH55YBZ2W6nhsQA8Tt3xTABsFlth61Q/s929/jl_franktashlin_screenplay.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="387" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihT46UMqgcJlS6nCPA2cvRfNeSl74dVZ5er-ZXV0f1y0h6tTgtq8OhMivjS3vrvCcgQuJ9ecTe0J29IJ0EYsB_hyPQQMw6QVKOv70sD5opTbCns-xqBed9FbbtBbv7EUDqnOqdE5phyiMVUDUWnKRQH55YBZ2W6nhsQA8Tt3xTABsFlth61Q/w640-h387/jl_franktashlin_screenplay.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoTHtnw5dXMwO2gcuyFxfla0KmtVAqBwQmYaBsiVjIrsKNxwlpdLmP1O0Hqmtvt9ylw85QXsczmRfPAP4jwxzaCSQmEsofcM6RDomyJkkf7ygt3rOIHwuGdWgwJ9JwUUf9LG0t_sO-7CXSd_7XYTAgdlQUUzNrTUmcbbFK6Uno0FMiErkrg/s640/franktashlin_jerrylewis.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="476" data-original-width="640" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoTHtnw5dXMwO2gcuyFxfla0KmtVAqBwQmYaBsiVjIrsKNxwlpdLmP1O0Hqmtvt9ylw85QXsczmRfPAP4jwxzaCSQmEsofcM6RDomyJkkf7ygt3rOIHwuGdWgwJ9JwUUf9LG0t_sO-7CXSd_7XYTAgdlQUUzNrTUmcbbFK6Uno0FMiErkrg/w200-h149/franktashlin_jerrylewis.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br />Frank Tashlin was a consumate genius when it came to writing and directing. Whether his film project was animated or live action, Frank could be counted on to make something great every time. I briefly mentioned Dean Martin at the top and Siskel & Ebert mentioned him as someone who would've improved Jerry's movies. But really the true "dynamic duo", the true "dream team" was Jerry and Frank. Those two together was the true formula to creating movie magic. While Jerry was milling about thinking of that immediate gag or that funny face or that LOUD NOISE he could make, Frank Tashlin would be in charge of keeping everything consistent. He'd write the screenplay and made sure that Jerry would adhere to that screenplay while still give him room to do his crazy antics. They were a great team. It's been said that the ONLY Jerry Lewis films even worth watching are the ones under the guidance of Frank Tashlin. While I do think that's not entirely true (I find <b>The Nutty Professor</b> quite brilliant for instance), I do agree that when looking for a Jerry Lewis movie to watch you will never go wrong if you see Frank Tashlin in the credits as well. If you enjoy comedy, you will not be disappointed.<br /><p></p><p>While that flaw of Jerry's does tend to make many of his films a trifle tedious at times, there are other times when it tragically sinks what could've been a great movie. The movie in question I'm referring to is on this set: <b>The Family Jewels</b>. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyJwo1R8MVotr5i6QJDRmSnNBX3JamZxMjncd-5o1tJjfhaqwfetJ7FWW1UsLVvamfmaxzkS3vICJQlKkBksM43vt5V5PBBUPqR3zgpSM8bXii5b7zlq68slUt-_A7VHNf9NXODpburJMIgtBFhmDT6-hlQprv2lX5F_oy9NCZo33GHjXBw/s929/jl_familyjewels_title.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyJwo1R8MVotr5i6QJDRmSnNBX3JamZxMjncd-5o1tJjfhaqwfetJ7FWW1UsLVvamfmaxzkS3vICJQlKkBksM43vt5V5PBBUPqR3zgpSM8bXii5b7zlq68slUt-_A7VHNf9NXODpburJMIgtBFhmDT6-hlQprv2lX5F_oy9NCZo33GHjXBw/w640-h388/jl_familyjewels_title.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>In my opinion, the plot of this movie is brilliant and ripe for so much great comedy. It's about a little girl whose rich father has just died. There is no mention of her mother so I'm guessing she was out of the picture years ago. Anyway, this means that the handlers of her father's estate insist that she go to live with one of her six uncles. This could have been a "tour de force" for Jerry since he plays seven parts:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7JFo8y6RNfAZ0W7LgbBN7vUdj_KEDUDSlMo02ERilDUUtldRTMhPWqMddP9JjrPXAfRCT0G3otfCwRnezSvZymIEudZkC0yxRmPEd6SmNBR09SRSMm2G3nYlzI3nCR7JPu4Vm4Ho5RGviXHkbca0V6HMSWC5bYyDMebxbMKw1iiBCUBlUVA/s929/jl_familyjewels_seacaptain.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7JFo8y6RNfAZ0W7LgbBN7vUdj_KEDUDSlMo02ERilDUUtldRTMhPWqMddP9JjrPXAfRCT0G3otfCwRnezSvZymIEudZkC0yxRmPEd6SmNBR09SRSMm2G3nYlzI3nCR7JPu4Vm4Ho5RGviXHkbca0V6HMSWC5bYyDMebxbMKw1iiBCUBlUVA/s320/jl_familyjewels_seacaptain.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle #1: the sea captain</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0sKTO0cVPOv2sPgc7TJ0A8ENiDWTY6LjQvr7oeqBvFuR5BHNPGDY2s12Tl5eJaNexgr7fxJ-xHCUmigF_ZAf_1VGQ0fv05Elnx5rhit4JD0gHQzX4J5oj0StN11ls6W4FssdwdJT62zKa2uBbYQO9ibaSPJy4cpYlHummkooe9Nr0ulduw/s929/jl_familyjewels_clown.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0sKTO0cVPOv2sPgc7TJ0A8ENiDWTY6LjQvr7oeqBvFuR5BHNPGDY2s12Tl5eJaNexgr7fxJ-xHCUmigF_ZAf_1VGQ0fv05Elnx5rhit4JD0gHQzX4J5oj0StN11ls6W4FssdwdJT62zKa2uBbYQO9ibaSPJy4cpYlHummkooe9Nr0ulduw/w320-h194/jl_familyjewels_clown.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle #2: the clown</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVEJxGx_pX8qSu801ppz_0Mc0Mg5PG98n6tEO35nJVm17mIE3sJ_-di_y18aoVewpUUv1jPR2EYSFgPWSaQx93TU5J0cN7O4noqqQUalPLebH7Mw60w0YV2g__Jl-P-s6pfox-CqgSyreXRw1sSdLhqcjuyqq72JCbrExiQp5c4eLSzX9Paw/s929/jl_familyjewels_photographer.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVEJxGx_pX8qSu801ppz_0Mc0Mg5PG98n6tEO35nJVm17mIE3sJ_-di_y18aoVewpUUv1jPR2EYSFgPWSaQx93TU5J0cN7O4noqqQUalPLebH7Mw60w0YV2g__Jl-P-s6pfox-CqgSyreXRw1sSdLhqcjuyqq72JCbrExiQp5c4eLSzX9Paw/s320/jl_familyjewels_photographer.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle #3: the photographer</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXqnBDTw_ih1JGTisVWcdKDCzmj6dih8mtkg79AsFGhgrhLgkOXT94CIAv1xUIm4EDW62G_-8H1CT3U8j79ZIvOreHBMrvYk2pjZfkt-F5JtbOQcXR5UQ0v74yDQdm5jEZRqtBgKOGfumqBy4GqMp2BQCod7CdZTMkDlMfvytFtGH5zhgEmw/s929/jl_familyjewels_pilot.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXqnBDTw_ih1JGTisVWcdKDCzmj6dih8mtkg79AsFGhgrhLgkOXT94CIAv1xUIm4EDW62G_-8H1CT3U8j79ZIvOreHBMrvYk2pjZfkt-F5JtbOQcXR5UQ0v74yDQdm5jEZRqtBgKOGfumqBy4GqMp2BQCod7CdZTMkDlMfvytFtGH5zhgEmw/s320/jl_familyjewels_pilot.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle #4: the airline pilot</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6DnO7V8L4PQhZEWQo2p8ugirZhgq1iQanhwxdz8C3eLOJjF68th_S6OE1sG8ve7LzQYTvFEr4TfRUSp_kYqiHV9lGwvcibsuaRGwsHNNhoXsnPyGwo89UMMuwyOObQ12upfhuLS2mnNeEH0MCTkb3kEPjLTzz6ddwjdjiyNPsGULvjZNrg/s929/jl_familyjewels_limey.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6DnO7V8L4PQhZEWQo2p8ugirZhgq1iQanhwxdz8C3eLOJjF68th_S6OE1sG8ve7LzQYTvFEr4TfRUSp_kYqiHV9lGwvcibsuaRGwsHNNhoXsnPyGwo89UMMuwyOObQ12upfhuLS2mnNeEH0MCTkb3kEPjLTzz6ddwjdjiyNPsGULvjZNrg/s320/jl_familyjewels_limey.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle #5: some british guy</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkFFpBHqUBae78MH2Hw0lW_XImPWitBMT-pKIrZblEBnVSAxvkLr8DmqheU1UMfW7bHSFWvLwrjm3WnDJvmzPSjuRdtjrFkQ7xxCUXHNsLIm5mXf-KXKmr_0hE51N1lmmZzwscPxI7yDzIaE4X1ZTBTBs6UFrTGQWyabOMhewTjWnTs_9ybQ/s929/jl_familyjewels_gangster.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkFFpBHqUBae78MH2Hw0lW_XImPWitBMT-pKIrZblEBnVSAxvkLr8DmqheU1UMfW7bHSFWvLwrjm3WnDJvmzPSjuRdtjrFkQ7xxCUXHNsLIm5mXf-KXKmr_0hE51N1lmmZzwscPxI7yDzIaE4X1ZTBTBs6UFrTGQWyabOMhewTjWnTs_9ybQ/s320/jl_familyjewels_gangster.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle #6: the gangster</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ2s6Zm-G-x4-9upmsW7mc6zlzUeexRor6lOT-0W_7vYINvwpgsDdH--hQbrnAgEFZxVi1qLAHaKseqk62ndJ-F2onzxGy_mhe4hnVCsnKUpkIKJtWzwBw7J5e__Hppf6Nq1WtnkAGG6EeUCVkx1f5xVysZu-OcJcQiQzE534miZZURWKeOg/s929/jl_familyjewels_caregiver.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ2s6Zm-G-x4-9upmsW7mc6zlzUeexRor6lOT-0W_7vYINvwpgsDdH--hQbrnAgEFZxVi1qLAHaKseqk62ndJ-F2onzxGy_mhe4hnVCsnKUpkIKJtWzwBw7J5e__Hppf6Nq1WtnkAGG6EeUCVkx1f5xVysZu-OcJcQiQzE534miZZURWKeOg/s320/jl_familyjewels_caregiver.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The chauffeur that's been taking care of her for most of her life whom the girl has considered to be like a true father figure </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p>That's the premise in a nutshell. The possibilities are immense could easily have made for something great. Buuuuuuuut, because of Jerry's flaw, this movie sadly falls flat. Because Jerry spends most of his energy making all of his characters do very silly things, he doesn't allow any of them to develop in any way meaningful and thus robs the ending of the pathos it could've had. I could go on about all the ways that this movie disappoints, but the blog post is quite long as it is. I'll just say that you should seek out this movie <b>The Family Jewels</b> and watch it for yourself in you haven't done so already. Watch it to the very end. You'll see what I mean.</p><p>In the spirit of this blog post, I drew this picture:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglJqxvAwj0AVSplLw3BOWdN0LaKbjnA75VjVG4Enc0C87a0VaO-64NEtqvompJDMZ60MEgDWK4-Jr_aNQN-xakMFlTCK1s0FM_OxF1MceCWolm-feZQAWyqZf1oWDYd69Nd1vUidPZ4R32qrYmNtsIB545VQqdpk2dNX2Ju5cuMULb79YdIQ/s550/jerrylewis_raianne.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="550" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglJqxvAwj0AVSplLw3BOWdN0LaKbjnA75VjVG4Enc0C87a0VaO-64NEtqvompJDMZ60MEgDWK4-Jr_aNQN-xakMFlTCK1s0FM_OxF1MceCWolm-feZQAWyqZf1oWDYd69Nd1vUidPZ4R32qrYmNtsIB545VQqdpk2dNX2Ju5cuMULb79YdIQ/w640-h466/jerrylewis_raianne.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hello there, little goil. *huff puff* It is soytenly awkward and... oof... sweatifying to carry all of these boxes and OOOOOOY GLAVIN! I'M FALLING NOW! OOOOH THERE GO..... the boxes. Your foot got.... um.... and then.... BOOM! Ow my face.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>It's of Jerry and my daughter doing some funny funny hijinks together. I'm sure they'd have made a good team.</p>I'll bring this post to an end with one of Jerry's best scenes, a scenes he should be most remembered for. I dare anybody to enter your workplace doing this exact thing and TRY to be as smooth as Jerry is here. If you're too chicken to try my dare, then just sit back and enjoy this scene anyway.<div><br /></div><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/EuVVvEig2ic" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-17112430761243713292022-05-31T21:23:00.002-06:002022-06-02T00:16:07.221-06:00A Delightful Discovery on The Dukes<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh30Zb58uQ2NOzB39lDk70RT1H55Vt48sBizlXiEA81pXs1i_4uFfXGlCBbPbduVmq99MTFnR4Y-IkPTsdTnUMXf1ysklc-Gqbx8k_eRvGUYY0SeCX1QWcaR_GrihcabeizJbNGwEnfrWKVkThVqxKhiLsvzyLeIQ5b055gk-C88COsah3ANw/s713/dukes_title.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh30Zb58uQ2NOzB39lDk70RT1H55Vt48sBizlXiEA81pXs1i_4uFfXGlCBbPbduVmq99MTFnR4Y-IkPTsdTnUMXf1ysklc-Gqbx8k_eRvGUYY0SeCX1QWcaR_GrihcabeizJbNGwEnfrWKVkThVqxKhiLsvzyLeIQ5b055gk-C88COsah3ANw/w400-h316/dukes_title.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />For Christmas, my lovely wife bought me the <b>Dukes of Hazzard</b> dvd set. It indeed has every episode through all 7 seasons. I've been making my way through every one of those episodes (about 1 per day) ever since.<p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMRZDRSh3Cl0hHdukhz3p_VWEX3a13DDx3n1bq1NGfPvAlKkNcVV3F6TVF0UEZXMw4JMq2tISwL17ElfEaxrCxzVMh5a4KkVfUa6Tpm5EyQsbc-lIL6cS-1ooLmT-_7zs2sI2_CT6PD-C4ymvOgguEVTMT0N_9P2OzGHBC7oAkXtJIJ1xQ-Q/s1280/dukes_dvd.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMRZDRSh3Cl0hHdukhz3p_VWEX3a13DDx3n1bq1NGfPvAlKkNcVV3F6TVF0UEZXMw4JMq2tISwL17ElfEaxrCxzVMh5a4KkVfUa6Tpm5EyQsbc-lIL6cS-1ooLmT-_7zs2sI2_CT6PD-C4ymvOgguEVTMT0N_9P2OzGHBC7oAkXtJIJ1xQ-Q/w240-h320/dukes_dvd.jpg" title="Setting there right on the shelf under the TV where it belongs. Truly a jewel in anyone's collection." width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Setting there on the shelf below the TV where it belongs. Truly a jewel in anyone's collection.</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAiLh3P3Q9rCj1uj3rf2CtSVT3E7qQbtOI_tD6fXcFHpUd61iOPqDhLNUG3m1iX22HcmquJg57nXuh9i5EJjwOQtjey5i8-phoBTLjcmFzIUVNL7zHQhs5wTFzEoNYbP7O2Ixh36aWPBcYgjpL1s17XxbMAqcUzKhou9BU36umsrNuIOyGQ/s713/dukes_generallee.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="145" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAiLh3P3Q9rCj1uj3rf2CtSVT3E7qQbtOI_tD6fXcFHpUd61iOPqDhLNUG3m1iX22HcmquJg57nXuh9i5EJjwOQtjey5i8-phoBTLjcmFzIUVNL7zHQhs5wTFzEoNYbP7O2Ixh36aWPBcYgjpL1s17XxbMAqcUzKhou9BU36umsrNuIOyGQ/w184-h145/dukes_generallee.jpg" width="184" /></a></div><br />When I was a kid, the Dukes of Hazzard was my Paw Patrol. I would watch this every night of the week it was on (Monday? Friday?) and enjoy the antics of all the characters as well as all of the very awesome and swell car crashes that I was sure to see so so often. I do believe this show still holds the record for most cars wrecked per episode. I read the number was about as high as 62. Can anyone confirm this? Maybe that number is higher. <p></p><p>Y'know, seeing all of those car crashes happening on the show week after week really had an affect on me. I've been nothing but reckless with my vehicles ever since I got a driver's licence. I've never stopped for a red light, stop sign, or moving train in my life. I've always found some way to jump over any obstacle no matter how much damage I do. Also, seeing that "flag of the confederacy" atop the car named after the biggest southern general in America's civil war, well that always gave me a strong ambition to make the "antebellum south rise again". HA HA HA! And if you actually believe that "malarky" you're just as naive as Enos and as tetched as Roscoe.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg4r1ogh0v0RwyKo7bfn4Iv-jUUEm5HAHwxt6U7VbMqZy25-ILyx_eD950yT5BmM1t3XE9yKKVdxJohQL6hdQAnOKw2A4-8EwDeHXXYrWXV068lryi9Pv9jU0ZL4j3fueTytuUKRzZX0J2ouA-HRxjLX_HsVd4cWpzyJjXnjqIqvIchxmLBw/s713/dukes_roscoeenos.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg4r1ogh0v0RwyKo7bfn4Iv-jUUEm5HAHwxt6U7VbMqZy25-ILyx_eD950yT5BmM1t3XE9yKKVdxJohQL6hdQAnOKw2A4-8EwDeHXXYrWXV068lryi9Pv9jU0ZL4j3fueTytuUKRzZX0J2ouA-HRxjLX_HsVd4cWpzyJjXnjqIqvIchxmLBw/w400-h316/dukes_roscoeenos.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>Watching these dvds, I was definitely enjoying the nostalgia factor as one would imagine. Every time Roscoe said "KEW KEW KEW" I was 7 years old again. Every episode was pretty much like that for me. However, one particular episode stood out for me for an additional reason.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-dhqshh4moI7v6trS74nSuXIXCPGMeJzlfj8VttdkVh6QejUYG9qDtpPcj2Gp2-mGQRycBAM9mWN9T5mhZtTVK4_NDjRSqEZUBZEaUpwEYbJ7Q-HiDQ_4XocXnpnF9zsszt2SsSwgxsvQiAxkL5U8U3sKObsOAan9nOGKhYyjfWk6E86CTg/s713/dukes_episode.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-dhqshh4moI7v6trS74nSuXIXCPGMeJzlfj8VttdkVh6QejUYG9qDtpPcj2Gp2-mGQRycBAM9mWN9T5mhZtTVK4_NDjRSqEZUBZEaUpwEYbJ7Q-HiDQ_4XocXnpnF9zsszt2SsSwgxsvQiAxkL5U8U3sKObsOAan9nOGKhYyjfWk6E86CTg/s320/dukes_episode.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>t's an episode in Season 6 entitled <b>A Boy's Best Friend</b>. I won't type out an entire episode synopsis here. I'll just talk about the story points relevant to the discovery I made. It goes as follows:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoGy3CnQwkv0WO37mUQKAkHZWiZymi_cwB1wVQpKClzk6c82uIF5dPSo1cqjbM7G-PUgAU2MCoXMlCIWeP2SuuZYJ9W8OGaVzla9OHvXOd0FJkYOqma5z4ZxfH4PBzUOsb0hhnVtQ9284ND-hGOKJrfAmo7Y9_X9PdBRCQcg3pMOgWIIQ41A/s713/dukes_givingthedog.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoGy3CnQwkv0WO37mUQKAkHZWiZymi_cwB1wVQpKClzk6c82uIF5dPSo1cqjbM7G-PUgAU2MCoXMlCIWeP2SuuZYJ9W8OGaVzla9OHvXOd0FJkYOqma5z4ZxfH4PBzUOsb0hhnVtQ9284ND-hGOKJrfAmo7Y9_X9PdBRCQcg3pMOgWIIQ41A/s320/dukes_givingthedog.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>A small orphan kid is feeling very sad. So, the "hearts of gold altruists" Bo and Luke decide that giving the kid his own dog would cheer him up.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggN0COzrMdGpQcBU3vFqxp5h3bCEIuIYTb-c4l4flzI_0wcfmajofRTgqZkwCX11jxUMUY7k_VAzvys618ChFSt-50G-OIqqDUunDcprz26fyOdFe5-844Db8t6xn9KZZk1eQ6r4x9zxyWw3HlsygLqvySkcuTW-5lzyeJ4KCUwbsy9infw/s713/dukes_boyanddog.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggN0COzrMdGpQcBU3vFqxp5h3bCEIuIYTb-c4l4flzI_0wcfmajofRTgqZkwCX11jxUMUY7k_VAzvys618ChFSt-50G-OIqqDUunDcprz26fyOdFe5-844Db8t6xn9KZZk1eQ6r4x9zxyWw3HlsygLqvySkcuTW-5lzyeJ4KCUwbsy9infw/s320/dukes_boyanddog.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>It works of course.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpWjt-VR-5W2XRl-OJ4S3MQTg0XGn5rbn5PxzJNHMhcxVRIGGwMQP0jgdQiF7j4XJM1p_mC1-QFrguMd7ltVMbxPuvrhI7Oo5symjaVndguDzhr34htscsUUot-YQHrFHeiaIU19MQToztNHO8zsgFUS2LoZMW66A5Wa264bPuuQgG-xhUQ/s713/dukes_hoggtakedog.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpWjt-VR-5W2XRl-OJ4S3MQTg0XGn5rbn5PxzJNHMhcxVRIGGwMQP0jgdQiF7j4XJM1p_mC1-QFrguMd7ltVMbxPuvrhI7Oo5symjaVndguDzhr34htscsUUot-YQHrFHeiaIU19MQToztNHO8zsgFUS2LoZMW66A5Wa264bPuuQgG-xhUQ/s320/dukes_hoggtakedog.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>But..... DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN... resident villain Boss Hogg steals the kid's dog for his own nefarious purpose.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-0E8illlT1YV7NJf1sR04UpmlHAlz5emAQ9jZlwG3CP1bEsIfmik_x-DOPkiQ3xAcFWf8Dn9_5Gxygj6m5Jr73nW0qkxYf020ivGsb6qxHv025mjMajq6yazGBIJoM9HqTx4RvTS6PepqZ57EfEchN57JZkNvAWcm3nrMRFo9qEmd5PKgQ/s713/dukes_boysad_2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-0E8illlT1YV7NJf1sR04UpmlHAlz5emAQ9jZlwG3CP1bEsIfmik_x-DOPkiQ3xAcFWf8Dn9_5Gxygj6m5Jr73nW0qkxYf020ivGsb6qxHv025mjMajq6yazGBIJoM9HqTx4RvTS6PepqZ57EfEchN57JZkNvAWcm3nrMRFo9qEmd5PKgQ/s320/dukes_boysad_2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Which, as you could imagine, makes the boy all kinds of sad.</p><p>The video embedded below is at the point in the episode where the boy is wallowing the most in his sorrow. Listen closely to the kid's voice here. </p><p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/soylHGwchs4" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe></p><p>If your first thought was "that doesn't quite sound like the kid's natural voice", then I think you would be right. This performance sounds like it was done by the very great voice actress herself, June Foray!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi01gAb3ntF8GiZCYKuwP1TAYZnqPbAiByqAaaEa6pUJJ2xLHLbnice-YxBezrNtuexcav45tItxMODBOwZDSj-zdahta-GBsrf2yreLOrEgD0MIVrmyBu-BfudlhL1wPYTPxIQLj7czw1AcEZSwI4bFHngOX6bYl4yEnIvKd8go8RwY0lkrA/s594/June_Foray.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi01gAb3ntF8GiZCYKuwP1TAYZnqPbAiByqAaaEa6pUJJ2xLHLbnice-YxBezrNtuexcav45tItxMODBOwZDSj-zdahta-GBsrf2yreLOrEgD0MIVrmyBu-BfudlhL1wPYTPxIQLj7czw1AcEZSwI4bFHngOX6bYl4yEnIvKd8go8RwY0lkrA/s320/June_Foray.jpg" width="221" /></a></div><p>If you doubt me, compare the above video with a Bugs Bunny cartoon made at around the same time. In this one, June Foray is the voice of Bugs' nephew Clyde.</p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-7uH-YVmIf8" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p>I checked the end credits for Ms Foray's name but....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuCPPlkCUhBMVbIz3waBHgWRnpSA6_l9B2nWHioJcSrjlneZh3utZcCXIbHITYcM6lPAz8F0eQniweV6dfw-m75uNVkNeC_B0qGT_3NFtMGk8XvQN3fUUftnu3fDZBXkE6wkJspYKjHK1_1eiskttAwkczlhYUc4U0GdG1SWJvhOU_jCGokg/s713/dukes_endcredit.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="713" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuCPPlkCUhBMVbIz3waBHgWRnpSA6_l9B2nWHioJcSrjlneZh3utZcCXIbHITYcM6lPAz8F0eQniweV6dfw-m75uNVkNeC_B0qGT_3NFtMGk8XvQN3fUUftnu3fDZBXkE6wkJspYKjHK1_1eiskttAwkczlhYUc4U0GdG1SWJvhOU_jCGokg/s320/dukes_endcredit.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>...it's not there. The child actor got his credit (and rightfully so) but June is nowhere to be found. Such a pity.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKsP1xYc6s3AokYuERFFqJ_5IRgcndooKd8ds1Wy7iAHVuLD0F3Jk5TxSS2Wx4H-1AGCjqdlLvhPkKKLdVYxlKPVQbC1WutUHro64UooHq1QEbqXkuNIWip5OH2IkVvn3q9msYPOwfTbnW3HaXlFQgNreWmQYfMR0RBi5yMcCaWn5Hq-0v0w/s320/montanamax.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="320" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKsP1xYc6s3AokYuERFFqJ_5IRgcndooKd8ds1Wy7iAHVuLD0F3Jk5TxSS2Wx4H-1AGCjqdlLvhPkKKLdVYxlKPVQbC1WutUHro64UooHq1QEbqXkuNIWip5OH2IkVvn3q9msYPOwfTbnW3HaXlFQgNreWmQYfMR0RBi5yMcCaWn5Hq-0v0w/s1600/montanamax.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Yes yes yes. Several eagle eyed and knowledgeable readers here will note that the kid Danny Cooksey would just a short time later do the voice of Montana Max for the show <b>Tiny Toon Adventures</b>. June Foray would of course reprise her role as Granny for this show, so these two actors would work together once again. Showbiz trivia is fun.</p><p>In the spirit of this blog post, I drew some artwork of my own. Here you go.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Wtm7Kp2ae6R9kNhRUxxg5LZPPC54_10NNt49Tph32FCt1Xl_Ks6Ptf_SxVaaNVLBuuOOTQj951WZArgZH1Y-9wd-5b6-7nnZbjjBoAViIy08lG93Hp5_U_82meUDAFthkhj_0CQuJnvjv1sVWiXBrYLl7XTDg1-Zvdv23AtwabLtlD1Hdw/s816/daisy_roscoe.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="816" height="489" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Wtm7Kp2ae6R9kNhRUxxg5LZPPC54_10NNt49Tph32FCt1Xl_Ks6Ptf_SxVaaNVLBuuOOTQj951WZArgZH1Y-9wd-5b6-7nnZbjjBoAViIy08lG93Hp5_U_82meUDAFthkhj_0CQuJnvjv1sVWiXBrYLl7XTDg1-Zvdv23AtwabLtlD1Hdw/w640-h489/daisy_roscoe.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>It is a depiction of that iconic moment from the first episode where Daisy Duke kicks Roscoe right square in the butt. I really like how the show handled the Daisy character. She was just as proactive, sometimes even as down and dirty, as her male counterparts Bo and Luke. She even had her own vehicle that she could use for just as much crazy driving (and crazy crashing.... YAY...) as every other character. Anyone who would scoff at such a thing saying "women can't do that stuff", well that thankfully doesn't apply here (or anywhere really). For, you see, Daisy is a part of the Duke family and the Duke family can do anything.</p><p>I'm of course ending the post with this. I know you've been humming this to yourself the entire time you've been reading all of this. Well, here you go. Just for you. You're welcome. Of course, if you want to hear that theme song for ever and ever in your own home, that DVD boxset I posted above would be a good gift for yourself or whomever. Either way, enjoy!</p><p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/sMI6etur0d4" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe> </p><p><br /></p><p><b><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: x-large;">YEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW!!!</span></b></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-84663157916238447612022-01-22T20:47:00.000-06:002022-01-22T20:47:36.848-06:00A proposal for a movie I'd like to see.<p> I wanted to include this in my <b><i><a href="http://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2021/12/my-space-jam-2-assessment.html">Space Jam 2</a></i></b> post but part way through making that post I decided not to. For one reason, the post getting long as it was. Plus, with that post being so long, my proposal here would've been buried under all of that dialogue. To prevent that from happening, I figured that this bit needs to be showcased in its own blog post. So, here it is.</p><p>At one point in that last blog entry, I talked about how Pepe Le Pew was given rather shabby treatment before the movie's release even when just a few short years prior a feature length movie starring Mr. Le Pew was in the works. I'd certainly love to see such a movie someday. However, I have noticed that there is another Looney Tunes character that has not been given his due either and I say it's about time he did. The Tune I'm referring to is:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgRU7i-JrBrPNz8JQkPJNIjshhmW09BOBnq9L1iqooQ8Mvd0rlin2XPpDn6Ga3GAL8kZUjUEjkVkA1aN_6Nk8CbLm4l0oh4LkyYTGi00stBVYIVdEF1b87HRLhm5IZWIQYqvHvjJzJFqyKTV2YsquU9H2G_tNXyEON91JxXQXts3qBI65dM1w=s929" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgRU7i-JrBrPNz8JQkPJNIjshhmW09BOBnq9L1iqooQ8Mvd0rlin2XPpDn6Ga3GAL8kZUjUEjkVkA1aN_6Nk8CbLm4l0oh4LkyYTGi00stBVYIVdEF1b87HRLhm5IZWIQYqvHvjJzJFqyKTV2YsquU9H2G_tNXyEON91JxXQXts3qBI65dM1w=w640-h380" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Foghorn Leghorn</span></b></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>In so many Looney Tunes projects over the years, Foghorn Leghorn has been shafted time and time again. Anyone who knows that character, even in passing, knows full well that his schtick is to pretty much dominate the scene with his seemingly endless talking. Yet, with so many LT projects being an ensemble containing as many Looney Tunes stars as possible, Foggy barely has time to get a sentence in edgeways. I the first <b>Space Jam</b>, he was given one scene to do his stuff against the Monstars. In <b>Looney Tunes Back In Action</b>, he was a black jack dealer for a short time. Then in <b>Space Jam 2</b>, all he could do was let out one sentence now and again. As a result, his performance feels held back and inhibited, like a race car driver with a V-10 engine stuck behind little old ladies occupying all of the lanes. Foghorn Leghorn needs room to move and fully do his thing I say.</p><p>It's not like Foggy would have to carry the entire movie himself either. There are plenty of other characters within his own universe that would be present as well. The most prevalent and obvious regulars that can be used are, in no particular order:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhc13cMP1zusLC1O6DUn_K1DVcQaSxkl3h1UDOQ4d_ih8GhL_QHc5Xt-uRu-ZFRi98YpXhspzKyYYNTYFhkTN4Bi5b4l1MyWckwammVOmY3HlTPWS0SbaOyx7mPOOrRErG4svUKSMEMJc2fA5h1n0F-Vj8F7ffBjlUS7dEhUac_Nwsxz1XJdg=s718" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="718" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhc13cMP1zusLC1O6DUn_K1DVcQaSxkl3h1UDOQ4d_ih8GhL_QHc5Xt-uRu-ZFRi98YpXhspzKyYYNTYFhkTN4Bi5b4l1MyWckwammVOmY3HlTPWS0SbaOyx7mPOOrRErG4svUKSMEMJc2fA5h1n0F-Vj8F7ffBjlUS7dEhUac_Nwsxz1XJdg=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the "Dawg"</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKxxlHHoWB00gtm5yVBRigg7Ps56RGDb2j4rNAuCFhGr6nBY8MmlvTeyR6VfDkOfmamFOaw9HYmZngGplvWOidFF0OOVr0TFjAY8fRCVSdtFUS6pXDtPrIY8pivRC562qi5_hBAGmne4Gw-9AtZlqcHCWrZXDmTTf_iPdrzw4U3c8Am5HLFQ=s718" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="718" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKxxlHHoWB00gtm5yVBRigg7Ps56RGDb2j4rNAuCFhGr6nBY8MmlvTeyR6VfDkOfmamFOaw9HYmZngGplvWOidFF0OOVr0TFjAY8fRCVSdtFUS6pXDtPrIY8pivRC562qi5_hBAGmne4Gw-9AtZlqcHCWrZXDmTTf_iPdrzw4U3c8Am5HLFQ=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Henery Hawk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhHjyO8AGy_hhXtI6GyVQXrgjPAtsL0RIyw73x3qFfqbALFNkWF3dyDuUkedKT3-nyAGJ8iQcspLOqkI465HJPcFlcfQOtHJFv0dNJOCGQzYcmQw0cqdwIXeT2T5ES8rSJgJ4wBXM0hILp-XEm8uV8m-uYX96o9Sb0AniiT7NOjCdtD0IZGYA=s718" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="718" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhHjyO8AGy_hhXtI6GyVQXrgjPAtsL0RIyw73x3qFfqbALFNkWF3dyDuUkedKT3-nyAGJ8iQcspLOqkI465HJPcFlcfQOtHJFv0dNJOCGQzYcmQw0cqdwIXeT2T5ES8rSJgJ4wBXM0hILp-XEm8uV8m-uYX96o9Sb0AniiT7NOjCdtD0IZGYA=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Henery's derpy dad</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUkOltY41EVa1HxpSPzmV1v7nnhmeghNhsJ5cI2YxS7Y-JboPU4BNkiEf7o3BLXkFSTwcC1MBFn5lNUUEpjsIaLv4QbwOE5O__G6sEfV7Dm4G95z68nWA-w8lHTx6kRMJec5CknA0usqQNDcDJoPJy-a11gGOfkatpQdAF0b7xwlJzTcv5yA=s717" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="717" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUkOltY41EVa1HxpSPzmV1v7nnhmeghNhsJ5cI2YxS7Y-JboPU4BNkiEf7o3BLXkFSTwcC1MBFn5lNUUEpjsIaLv4QbwOE5O__G6sEfV7Dm4G95z68nWA-w8lHTx6kRMJec5CknA0usqQNDcDJoPJy-a11gGOfkatpQdAF0b7xwlJzTcv5yA=w400-h316" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miss Prissy</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi6ECcB5ZXiT7dyEahanV600hKotJMH2qeRBYKNz5g5cCFA7rJkXiKaJ2-rEavCRXG4D5lNBroZhqCdHWUt_pCwyUzsjVvKZbk0okpROq5uLjW0TXA38JBb3A6-NZqVXFlWsBCf8QlkdZWak1AyGdBGkA3mYViCosXWECTQcG41tBQC_wI-HA=s757" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="596" data-original-width="757" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi6ECcB5ZXiT7dyEahanV600hKotJMH2qeRBYKNz5g5cCFA7rJkXiKaJ2-rEavCRXG4D5lNBroZhqCdHWUt_pCwyUzsjVvKZbk0okpROq5uLjW0TXA38JBb3A6-NZqVXFlWsBCf8QlkdZWak1AyGdBGkA3mYViCosXWECTQcG41tBQC_wI-HA=w400-h315" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Egghead Jr</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiaS9wjukuZ22ZCv9PSYwyN6fwUImREFRi7FnREQsN8b5DOuIMS73D6mj_Sh5SXdKjCPxH3zxt_o9JiEdEHeetYJEZ4-K67FPLDSBHTCQzfWUABrzOJApvlOgNdG4EtGvLEbR40iop-XOKbgbEbK8x4396cf_DJ-OiV856kbca0eWDu7CDoYA=s717" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="717" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiaS9wjukuZ22ZCv9PSYwyN6fwUImREFRi7FnREQsN8b5DOuIMS73D6mj_Sh5SXdKjCPxH3zxt_o9JiEdEHeetYJEZ4-K67FPLDSBHTCQzfWUABrzOJApvlOgNdG4EtGvLEbR40iop-XOKbgbEbK8x4396cf_DJ-OiV856kbca0eWDu7CDoYA=w400-h316" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Willie Weasel</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>There are even some characters that only appeared in the Foghorn Leghorn series once, but that one time was enough to showcase their appeal and could potentially be good for lots of material. Characters such as:</div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhslYQLdHU6ocdfE7v55X7jm1gKnZd2WKxNZ9gOotCDpPCoHs35SD4Fn4BX5aSyLQ47cxJc5lACkYjtkOFN_alKXBl_HEmFj-JafeUtUSCJMVE7R2oSpvTKN2JUf6OhLB7OUFjWpRg7zVFmN3VNIzoeefsLUTNjFHZ1EuhWcCooVAuPUau0fg=s718" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="718" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhslYQLdHU6ocdfE7v55X7jm1gKnZd2WKxNZ9gOotCDpPCoHs35SD4Fn4BX5aSyLQ47cxJc5lACkYjtkOFN_alKXBl_HEmFj-JafeUtUSCJMVE7R2oSpvTKN2JUf6OhLB7OUFjWpRg7zVFmN3VNIzoeefsLUTNjFHZ1EuhWcCooVAuPUau0fg=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Foggy's old college buddy Rhode Island Red</td></tr></tbody></table><br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhj5AXsUglAx9BMnHstHEQHcEv9UfNwjdk9fzrfElvLGq_arTATTmGoKbBpj9zbYlvM61MXK7nlfnP0N4edAUwQufizEMKQRXL5vnePf8TNkROi003EZvc8D-25dNkR9tsknUN6j9rYPvJvYXtaPIT3u9MXaWzE-cOQUOfxRuI6ltm3VlDywQ=s717" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="717" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhj5AXsUglAx9BMnHstHEQHcEv9UfNwjdk9fzrfElvLGq_arTATTmGoKbBpj9zbYlvM61MXK7nlfnP0N4edAUwQufizEMKQRXL5vnePf8TNkROi003EZvc8D-25dNkR9tsknUN6j9rYPvJvYXtaPIT3u9MXaWzE-cOQUOfxRuI6ltm3VlDywQ=w400-h315" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That sleepy, whittling, redneck dawg</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjRPkP8Xr2CldpvZAeh_zC4CqWFAF7zhBT4RQgTgPp0lqogL2Nynje4vRkTFqefuRukNoPXjFHXcFw_jsM0C8Cf5Gss9QG3rBJMLDDsxOjxyxVPv-C-yeegY9er8XFnlG1VxGQZpVIk7T0ztk0F_rW_mDiX4c5qoJidrB1cCpeITI4ApCBDzA=s717" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="717" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjRPkP8Xr2CldpvZAeh_zC4CqWFAF7zhBT4RQgTgPp0lqogL2Nynje4vRkTFqefuRukNoPXjFHXcFw_jsM0C8Cf5Gss9QG3rBJMLDDsxOjxyxVPv-C-yeegY9er8XFnlG1VxGQZpVIk7T0ztk0F_rW_mDiX4c5qoJidrB1cCpeITI4ApCBDzA=w400-h316" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That laid back beatnik rooster</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>...to name but a few.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg1CelDoaNdZt1ES3Y2fEhmByHOjSwTYCz1oC2frW2p9YFYJNBhdjQ-Q_O98dFbj_QtdfGm15q5FFEtMOVkyceHKJfuitnoQhK-u_FtHBkElpai1L7d1bhhsxmvkvEg1z4WO5ZRwyFt2imVMQY4VQCD1XThkzPcHy4M23ocv2qVDs1_m9XULA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="759" height="158" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg1CelDoaNdZt1ES3Y2fEhmByHOjSwTYCz1oC2frW2p9YFYJNBhdjQ-Q_O98dFbj_QtdfGm15q5FFEtMOVkyceHKJfuitnoQhK-u_FtHBkElpai1L7d1bhhsxmvkvEg1z4WO5ZRwyFt2imVMQY4VQCD1XThkzPcHy4M23ocv2qVDs1_m9XULA=w117-h158" width="117" /></a></div><br />Why, yes, I do have a screenplay in mind for a Foghorn Leghorn movie. I've got the basic structure thought out plus some rather key scenes in mind. I even have a whole sequence in mind that I think would be well-suited for Jack Black. I would love nothing better than an opportunity to make this Foggy screenplay a reality in as many theatres and/or streaming accounts as possible. However, I may be no big Hollywood player with all the inside tricks on how the production pipeline works, but I know enough to not put my screenplay in this blog post here. I'll have to provide that through the proper channels whenever I can do so.</div><div>Although, lil old me creating a Foghorn Leghorn movie is not the important part. What's most important is that such a movie DOES get made. If anyone reading this post already has connections, abilities and any other crucial attributes that could get a movie green-lit and brought to fruition along with possessing an enthusiasm for Foghorn Leghorn and his schtick, if such a person manages to beat me to the punch by a good mile and get something going, that's great too. All I'd ask of this creative person is, whatever they do, make the movie look like [Foghorn's original creator] Robert McKimson himself has come back to life and has made such a movie at the top of his abilities. Embedded below is little concept poster I whipped up for inspiration. The characters are in no way "on model" nor is this the final design for anything. This is just to give an idea of what the theatre marquee and/or the HBO Max menu graphic could look like if such a movie came to be. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhd4RuZpvmrRWt7nLLXInznqOYZvUGAiIVQuuYh_FZ08KzC8rEsUVUECf3qp10WFvenudz3CYlkWSqIhguKrgiv_BDs34fDDN9tS2EVfFCSnhVV8ZJ0XSgLl_UJXhRWZA6EsIGb2EejURcDeWATByVK8E64Yg9QjYHpgmnwr1OnTm-6FcCCOQ=s1026" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1026" data-original-width="684" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhd4RuZpvmrRWt7nLLXInznqOYZvUGAiIVQuuYh_FZ08KzC8rEsUVUECf3qp10WFvenudz3CYlkWSqIhguKrgiv_BDs34fDDN9tS2EVfFCSnhVV8ZJ0XSgLl_UJXhRWZA6EsIGb2EejURcDeWATByVK8E64Yg9QjYHpgmnwr1OnTm-6FcCCOQ=w427-h640" width="427" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Not one line of dialogue has been written nor has any scribbly storyboard panels been etched, but I'm excited for this movie's release already. Here's hoping we don't have to wait too much longer.David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-6533766526629119102021-12-20T23:12:00.002-06:002021-12-20T23:12:50.484-06:00My Space Jam 2 Assessment<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMtIvpIz1PbLAFHeP7ZLjfKKX2fLlZ3NSMa0c5vP8k2VOWAIvHW193SccHOE1sn3RZyJaWNk7jee0pgrSuPt4od-j9jXZf2m8uVDB-q2PM7Se-NF2PO40RXuDkX4qP7DQtYgnNBJZbFujN4pSs0M1w1rVVGjrcpHFx-XfhaVvP3CospwWLiQ=s924" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="924" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMtIvpIz1PbLAFHeP7ZLjfKKX2fLlZ3NSMa0c5vP8k2VOWAIvHW193SccHOE1sn3RZyJaWNk7jee0pgrSuPt4od-j9jXZf2m8uVDB-q2PM7Se-NF2PO40RXuDkX4qP7DQtYgnNBJZbFujN4pSs0M1w1rVVGjrcpHFx-XfhaVvP3CospwWLiQ=w400-h243" width="400" /></a></div><br /> I've finally found the time to make this blog post about one of the most overhyped movies of 2021. A lot has been said about it already since its release back in July. At this point, there's either nothing left to talk about or lots to talk about. Either way, I intend to soldier on into this blog post and touch on many things that I noticed and possibly point out some things that others may have missed. Without further ado: let's go............<p></p><p>The structure of this diatribe will be as follows. First I'll talk about stuff I liked. Next I'll talk about stuff I was "meh" about. Then I'll cap it all off with the stuff I didn't like one bit. So, first things first:</p><p><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i><b>What I Liked</b></i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg37gCB3wZGHwuBHKfjF-2d_81BlF_MA1nZ3YUXjZw2lMw5g1DhKGWdbgSP-mRfpOzKqwScJGJbjCINJM8jZhe6o8JZRfg3vQ_L7wQsUuISV4WZJcEHvKZPYbwiYAblA9eZuqldbUTDtQrZEHQCwMavbmMnKZS4kVV9MgcSbLtxrgHZ3LfSZA=s561" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="407" data-original-width="561" height="145" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg37gCB3wZGHwuBHKfjF-2d_81BlF_MA1nZ3YUXjZw2lMw5g1DhKGWdbgSP-mRfpOzKqwScJGJbjCINJM8jZhe6o8JZRfg3vQ_L7wQsUuISV4WZJcEHvKZPYbwiYAblA9eZuqldbUTDtQrZEHQCwMavbmMnKZS4kVV9MgcSbLtxrgHZ3LfSZA=w200-h145" width="200" /></a></div><br />The biggest shining star of this movie was Mr. Eric Bauza. He did a tremendous job providing the voices for a few of the Looney Tunes characters. He handled Bugs quite well. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBZS12f4LU9oMe1tmYQDU26tG84XfD17n1WBM9bVGjnEfcn74RuiOTSBKNOnTzLr81_V54jGbDnIVNmiqqGvXklLj36yuRTKVeuuKRYfHG_r5WXbDWzmKa8gLUJjma-NaD-udK-lj-hbAo75blIET1tQZfxj8fJcEE3XUFKodjl77TxrYMNQ=s929" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBZS12f4LU9oMe1tmYQDU26tG84XfD17n1WBM9bVGjnEfcn74RuiOTSBKNOnTzLr81_V54jGbDnIVNmiqqGvXklLj36yuRTKVeuuKRYfHG_r5WXbDWzmKa8gLUJjma-NaD-udK-lj-hbAo75blIET1tQZfxj8fJcEE3XUFKodjl77TxrYMNQ=w200-h119" width="200" /></a></div><br />His take on Daffy Duck and Marvin the Martian were rather keen as well. He did some other LT characters too but I'm not entirely sure which ones exactly. Hopefully someone can leave a comment and help out with that. At any rate, Mr. Bauza gave the characters he voiced enough life and vibrancy that it added so much to the illusion that they were there. No no no, he was not as good as Mel Blanc. Who can be? Eric himself would definitely admit to being in Mel's glorious shadow. Nonetheless, he did a good enough job to the point where the Looney Tunes (at least the ones that he voiced) are sure to be capably handled in years to come.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTgmfchswARlvVJVpF0PSHfSRj7c8n6QpOGYIuj00TcDJgUKzO8gVTFaU023lhO61LXzHOPM8orr05gcuGkoaPyvLfQ6BsZ3CtckDzqz7qrSD3evd1rnr3BBHVEdTP5yxHFtdeMQQr3-ItRY0XSmI8-yEBp4o3_aEmjc8kUaD79j8bLkqdXw=s929" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTgmfchswARlvVJVpF0PSHfSRj7c8n6QpOGYIuj00TcDJgUKzO8gVTFaU023lhO61LXzHOPM8orr05gcuGkoaPyvLfQ6BsZ3CtckDzqz7qrSD3evd1rnr3BBHVEdTP5yxHFtdeMQQr3-ItRY0XSmI8-yEBp4o3_aEmjc8kUaD79j8bLkqdXw=w200-h119" width="200" /></a></div>Something else I thought was done rather well was the father/son moment that Lebron had on the court in the middle of the game. Yes, its what the Yiddish community might call "schmaltz" and it wasn't exactly up to Sophie's Choice level of emotional dialogue. However, for what it was, I thought it worked out fine. I like how Lebron realized at that moment what the "real prize" was. It wasn't about scoring the most points in that basketball game and toppling over Mr Villain (more on him later), it was about regaining a sense of respect from his son Dom. He even threw the ball away during his heart to heart talk as a way of demonstrating that, which I thought was a nice touch. Although, I will say that this scene resonated with me more when I thought the kid playing Dom was actually Lebron's son. It turns out it was just some kid with a wooden delivery. This wooden delivery I'd forgive if he was Lebron's actual flesh and blood. But, since he's not, this scene is diminished that much more in my eyes. Oh well, I still count it as one of the highlights.<p></p><p><span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>MEH</i></b></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhmBbRnevPm3llhCX3o4tsMFcAna1ex09YbOiptDbncOtv31H4edyBkYD1-q4UFQhFLwNdUemFovUYclxtfoCKoA7KSw4uEEogLn3dHm0ICkEQqTkhL4Id-GPjBFZJMgeA9gm5UdLdAjjPoX-xW0c2yTjLkmTWTWk7oGS6mcs-HPwMpoPhaag=s929" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhmBbRnevPm3llhCX3o4tsMFcAna1ex09YbOiptDbncOtv31H4edyBkYD1-q4UFQhFLwNdUemFovUYclxtfoCKoA7KSw4uEEogLn3dHm0ICkEQqTkhL4Id-GPjBFZJMgeA9gm5UdLdAjjPoX-xW0c2yTjLkmTWTWk7oGS6mcs-HPwMpoPhaag=w200-h119" width="200" /></a></div><br />One thing I was "meh" about was Don Cheadle's performance as the villain Al G Rhythm. I've seen lots of people just rake Don's performance over the coals calling it everything from "cringe" to "very terrible". I do see their point. Although, the biggest fault is with the character being paper thin, one dimensional and not thought through very well (more on that later too). Don Cheadle could only work with what he was given. In my opinion, he managed to give that one dimensional character another half dimension at least with his performance. This performance for Don was like an experienced plumber, someone who has "served the community for 30 years", fixing that leaky pipe in your kitchen. It's a very simple job and he gets it done well, but it's not something <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj4R8uCExEMDbMRBL4p6IfbMq-snQ1hm91TSDlsCDnyC6WKj27wVvTQk3Emthl3iOToYSYIvnxjRA62e1YstotHTpYL3wD_d3QbwOj1QiMUsEum9RQBdy6Rn0pS8l1iK5N2OLtQPin-tL42xNvoU0fNAoyQ1WU3Srz9tC6ZsyrUFxep2784CA=s929" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj4R8uCExEMDbMRBL4p6IfbMq-snQ1hm91TSDlsCDnyC6WKj27wVvTQk3Emthl3iOToYSYIvnxjRA62e1YstotHTpYL3wD_d3QbwOj1QiMUsEum9RQBdy6Rn0pS8l1iK5N2OLtQPin-tL42xNvoU0fNAoyQ1WU3Srz9tC6ZsyrUFxep2784CA=w200-h119" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br />he'll use as a referral after he's done. This villainous Al G Rhythm character was your basic "lust for power" kind of a character. When he went into his "soon I will rule over everyone" performance, he sounded like he meant it. I also enjoyed him in scenes with him trying to manipulate Dom in helping him with his schemes. He used the "your father doesn't understand you....................................... but I do" routine in such a way that it was easy to believe how Dom could be suckered into any of that. It's such a simple kind of villain that's been used in many many films since forever and I'd say Don Cheadle completed his task rather well.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj8tFK8adLkpQcWtzDsm-PFneNL4lU5GUodrvHqucgjjAjdrkT-3H5WS-80JYyIRiT28qhMV_z7Q6EB-RhK7xmHT1J-YxNUilrEfZZSnc6Dc24phXdnsbKTOI6Td0OO0JrVrG0-J0JcNPLu2EglTYJGbfPhr1uQKfBDjQOqhzDKVnzY3c_G8Q=s925" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="556" data-original-width="925" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj8tFK8adLkpQcWtzDsm-PFneNL4lU5GUodrvHqucgjjAjdrkT-3H5WS-80JYyIRiT28qhMV_z7Q6EB-RhK7xmHT1J-YxNUilrEfZZSnc6Dc24phXdnsbKTOI6Td0OO0JrVrG0-J0JcNPLu2EglTYJGbfPhr1uQKfBDjQOqhzDKVnzY3c_G8Q=w320-h192" width="320" /></a></div><div>I saw lots of "scratching their heads" kind of comments online and elsewhere about the use of ALLLLLLLLLLLL of those WB properties put into the crowd around that basketball arena. Some decried it as the ultimate symbol of being a corporate sell out and whatnot. Granted, I'm sure including all of these properties was much more a corporate decision rather than a creative decision. However, what a movie's director creatively does with a corporate decision is what makes or breaks it. Was this the best use of this overwhelming multitude of characters? Maybe not. I might have done other things with them. But, all in all, this isn't great or terrible. It's just fine.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimi-zEy2aW5p6DCvr1Zw15p5QcK0cK6DHYgK1D8xARIdaNGBaVFb7o8c4Nua_R-Ul5Gi8EbQX23SsyVy3cLQ8VZXq87jec77wpUee6_8R881UxLEjeiHNtWe-cTqu98gCQ2zRnLWOHXwxaDk9yOk1gwvIHUlPWrHgyeVtnjal_MJrzcTAmTg=s929" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimi-zEy2aW5p6DCvr1Zw15p5QcK0cK6DHYgK1D8xARIdaNGBaVFb7o8c4Nua_R-Ul5Gi8EbQX23SsyVy3cLQ8VZXq87jec77wpUee6_8R881UxLEjeiHNtWe-cTqu98gCQ2zRnLWOHXwxaDk9yOk1gwvIHUlPWrHgyeVtnjal_MJrzcTAmTg=w200-h119" width="200" /></a></div><br />I might catch a bit of hell for this, but I personally was rather ambivalent with what was done with Lola Bunny. They're attempt to "desexualize" her with a new look didn't faze me as much as it did others. I'm thinking maybe that's because I was already a grownup when the first Space Jam hit so I could see what Lola was already at the time. She's an "outrageous paradigm" who knows how to "get bizzay" consistently and thoroughly. She's 1/2 Joe Camel and a 1/3 Fonzarellie and I'm pretty sure she's also a "kung fu hippie from gangsta city". <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKMY_MkkJrGUBTH8x7IU7DyIDXQWos3OIy0Kh-WxiA9n2agnqxzAKk7y_Txe4B7hxXwiu7ysw65a5Z5V0L0UxQWmcPTnIO2pAe8wV4OL1Th7w2uh2fwzjT1ImvIyeU9vCvwLkdWMtT9Pfr1ZJSWzXyeHHNMGlUwJiOsPe9_84PiGbd8muAJg=s797" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="797" height="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKMY_MkkJrGUBTH8x7IU7DyIDXQWos3OIy0Kh-WxiA9n2agnqxzAKk7y_Txe4B7hxXwiu7ysw65a5Z5V0L0UxQWmcPTnIO2pAe8wV4OL1Th7w2uh2fwzjT1ImvIyeU9vCvwLkdWMtT9Pfr1ZJSWzXyeHHNMGlUwJiOsPe9_84PiGbd8muAJg=w200-h157" width="200" /></a></div><br />The reason she exists at all is because of WB executives acting on various cries of "...Looney Tunes is a boys club, give them a girl with girl power..." So, to anyone lamenting about Lola's seemingly needless mastectomy as "kowtowing to political correctness", um....... political correctness created her in the first place. She was pretty much assembled and brought to life in a PC laboratory by a small twisted quack of a scientist named Dr. Frankenwoke. So this new capitulation to rad fem demands is just more of the same for her character really. Yes, yes, yes! I can understand the revulsion against caving in to a mob, woke or otherwise. But, in my opinion, this is not a good hill to die on.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVR6dJOi96OjZJuJD12zBZqmPLK_sfWSuSnpsws7LoG1qhZ9xVHDiw6o9R9sRBTwj0x_Y6Mv3fiDwqYvyBM6olIcV-H1rf9QoNIUrExJs5UzWpZ6cVW3eAMmPaKbzO19WzhXOzABLbTERU4zI7UQ4hbUQe53zpbek1ljb8Rq_G74PLsk4JnA=s252" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="196" data-original-width="252" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVR6dJOi96OjZJuJD12zBZqmPLK_sfWSuSnpsws7LoG1qhZ9xVHDiw6o9R9sRBTwj0x_Y6Mv3fiDwqYvyBM6olIcV-H1rf9QoNIUrExJs5UzWpZ6cVW3eAMmPaKbzO19WzhXOzABLbTERU4zI7UQ4hbUQe53zpbek1ljb8Rq_G74PLsk4JnA=w320-h249" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Or......... should I say............. HILLS to die on?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div>Besides the oversized crowd of WB properties, one other thing that most people found intolerable cringe that I merely found just "meh" is Porky Pig rapping.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6SwYkP3Ip1AKQ7QAK6w0HFzSsr68k3OS1zw3S7ZKZHJpoNa4dKVLfSrfhwwj0RweMiSZZOk9ugQOSml7XPN6bVVrnCDQ3_EvjlTIthJseCWrA6dLGALuOC_guyFu2MXOa8pDvmuF_0hmiy2cgLpwA4PWKOHUCiI7U9kdwM-YcnSwd-nGuZA=s925" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="556" data-original-width="925" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6SwYkP3Ip1AKQ7QAK6w0HFzSsr68k3OS1zw3S7ZKZHJpoNa4dKVLfSrfhwwj0RweMiSZZOk9ugQOSml7XPN6bVVrnCDQ3_EvjlTIthJseCWrA6dLGALuOC_guyFu2MXOa8pDvmuF_0hmiy2cgLpwA4PWKOHUCiI7U9kdwM-YcnSwd-nGuZA=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Sure, this sequence pretty much desecrates everything involved with it namely Porky Pig, basketball, cinema, and rap music itself. I'm sure the original "Furious 5" saw this sequence and thought "all of our pioneering techniques with beats and turntables in the underground clubs lead to THIS??!!" But, you know what, I didn't feel the cringe at this part nearly as hard as other people. For the kind of story this movie has (stay tuned), adding this sequence is like painting the fat Elvis into that dogs playing poker picture. And really, having the Looney Tunes involved with this movie AND this sequence is like painting the fat Elvis AND the dogs playing poker into the Mona Lisa. I certainly don't love this part of the movie, but when compared to many other aspects, I consider this part just a tacky distraction that's not worth the energy to care about it. With that in mind, this brings me to........</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>Stuff I Hated</i></b></span></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4ZhuMGyskTv3aA3oiEygr3Qd8gx3_VIkBXhTFR7glfnsOVw1sPGW-7uCIjgWGPVW8rUVsMnCVCePZ3x8cB69l8bCfwPdQF99pMnfgpl2fOCV-S1jtRvZQHyl2dd34Os-XuGYLetzxxqAhruxZtjOeYhjLXg_rLpeoG3ql3A36u2FgAfuOVw=s336" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="336" data-original-width="272" height="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4ZhuMGyskTv3aA3oiEygr3Qd8gx3_VIkBXhTFR7glfnsOVw1sPGW-7uCIjgWGPVW8rUVsMnCVCePZ3x8cB69l8bCfwPdQF99pMnfgpl2fOCV-S1jtRvZQHyl2dd34Os-XuGYLetzxxqAhruxZtjOeYhjLXg_rLpeoG3ql3A36u2FgAfuOVw=w142-h175" width="142" /></a></div><br />Legend has it that when the first<b> Space Jam</b> movie was made, animation veteran Chuck Jones was brought in to make a speech about this movie's place in the Looney Tunes' legacy. Since Mr. Jones was someone who had worked with many of the main Looney Tunes stars (those being Porky, Daffy, Elmer, and Bugs) and created some Looney Tunes characters that became a big part of the canon (such as Roadrunner, Wile E Coyote, Pepe Le Pew, and Marvin the Martian), he would be the perfect person to give this movie a big sendoff with a speech. Naturally, everyone who worked on it expected Jones to give a nice glowing and complimentary speech about "doing the Looney Tunes good". To their shock and disappointment, his speech was the polar opposite of that. I believe some of the exact words he used were, "...this is a desecration of the Looney Tunes' legacy..." Immediately after his speech was done, WB had thee Chuck Jones promptly escorted off the lot. These two parties certainly were not getting along at this point. Sadly, Chuck Jones has passed away since that time. Had he been alive to have seen this latest edition of Space Jam, I'm thinking that his reaction would be more like this:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgMdJnRrMlVHou3YBvH4ms4U8DlrvQQnNKQnEABM3tIRXmjBix0DOgJdCSSg5p4icj38aAse7McJuwvCBEeNhBjFoVfR6iJIs2clUXOAUfAk0-0NXj--50wT-ANMGGX5II1PYvDKbHtY0nC9lpLkZOpFp71hr_Dxv1T0SoIl1e0aw9pZ8eDCw=s1233" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="521" data-original-width="1233" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgMdJnRrMlVHou3YBvH4ms4U8DlrvQQnNKQnEABM3tIRXmjBix0DOgJdCSSg5p4icj38aAse7McJuwvCBEeNhBjFoVfR6iJIs2clUXOAUfAk0-0NXj--50wT-ANMGGX5II1PYvDKbHtY0nC9lpLkZOpFp71hr_Dxv1T0SoIl1e0aw9pZ8eDCw=w640-h270" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>So, yeah, what I hated about this movie was pretty much EVERYTHING ELSE!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>One of the biggest flaws of this movie is pretty much the entire story. The nonsensical narrative has more plot holes than the entire 5 seasons of <b>Gilligan's Island</b> so this blog post would become much more lengthy than it is already if I were to go on about all of them. Besides, I've seen many many articles and youtube videos that go over several of those plot holes already so there's no need to repeat them here. Although, while watching it with my family, my own daughter pointed out one big flaw that not I nor anyone else seem to have noticed. During the basketball game, my daughter asked, "why is the crowd cheering for both the good guys AND the bad guys?" Y'know what? I didn't have an answer for that. But she's right. The villain Mr. Rhythm threatened that if he won the game then everyone in the crowd would be trapped with him forever so there was plenty of incentive for them to cheer exclusively for LeBron and the Looney Tunes. But, whenever either side made a basket and scored any number of points, the crowd cheered as loud as they could. Why is that?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjWJ5GU84zjUM_Egc4pIEix8wJeAbrsvDqmkYjnT6ppbfOdnCymJE5djWGdfvof2kjH8TqJR0uFurFtr4m9KvysZJKFqmcIZKoL937aMxxQdrbaa0cfUAltuoKuVQi6ImyE3u1Lxx6muhaE4pPAzExDE9LWGhDV9glVMY5BB7n8TQbqrj03UA=s925" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="556" data-original-width="925" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjWJ5GU84zjUM_Egc4pIEix8wJeAbrsvDqmkYjnT6ppbfOdnCymJE5djWGdfvof2kjH8TqJR0uFurFtr4m9KvysZJKFqmcIZKoL937aMxxQdrbaa0cfUAltuoKuVQi6ImyE3u1Lxx6muhaE4pPAzExDE9LWGhDV9glVMY5BB7n8TQbqrj03UA=w200-h120" width="200" /></a></div><br />The best I can do to answer that is to sum up the story by comparing it to Dom's game. In the movie, LeBron's son Dom is a budding game developer who created his own video game. It's basically the game of basketball with some additions of his own. In his game, if a player does let's say 100 flips in the air before slam dunking a ball, in a regular game, that would still only get 2 points. But, in Dom's game, such a display would give out "style points" as a bonus which could be up to 1000s of points. It looks like that's how the writers approached this screenplay. Every element they added didn't have to make sense or advance any plots or characters. It just had to dazzle the audience enough to make those that shut their brains off beforehand go "ooh" and "aah". That would certainly explain the Porky rap scene I mentioned before anyway.</div><div>But, of course, the writers didn't mean to make the script this way. No writing team does. Scripts just end up that way for various reasons and various problems that arise within the writing process. Keep in mind that this production had changed directors part way through. From what I saw, it looks to me like the first director was working on making the movie Looney Tunes centric but then the replacement director changed things to make it more Lebron James centric. So, in the process of making that shift, so many elements from the Looney Tunes' storylines had to be cut or downplayed in favour of LeBron's situation. That's one thing that could be making the whole story so disjointed.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgB2M1kbWXhEA7yQ2J9DbH3TDsB06Sud5eCl7WvcuYnQuPvvWYAMZG1CDlwLfNPwZS0n8eVVbUaSP_-PVy91WjYElMQi-LRRyX7gFwFSXYw-A5ECLkDO7a4uOR0off8VW33aRtoAORa5YsV0jn9gYg0INGN2y9G0YKAamNY8ow8oBl-CwSMvQ=s929" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgB2M1kbWXhEA7yQ2J9DbH3TDsB06Sud5eCl7WvcuYnQuPvvWYAMZG1CDlwLfNPwZS0n8eVVbUaSP_-PVy91WjYElMQi-LRRyX7gFwFSXYw-A5ECLkDO7a4uOR0off8VW33aRtoAORa5YsV0jn9gYg0INGN2y9G0YKAamNY8ow8oBl-CwSMvQ=w400-h238" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>As a for instance to show you what I mean, I give you Al G's diabolical plans for the Looney Tunes after he's won the big game. He just off the cuff says that they'll be deleted, for no other reason than because he thinks they're "irrelevant" and because he can. Bugs, Daffy, Porky, etc don't seem like a huge threat to Al G so the stakes don't seem that high with them. Sure, them being deleted is certainly high stakes for them but it seems like they wouldn't be much interference of Al G's plan if they stayed around. This story would've been more engaging if the Looney Tunes were more of a thorn in the villain's side thus making his desire to delete them that much stronger. How cool would it be for all of Al G's grandiose world domination plans to be blocked by a small yellow bird with a baby voice?</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeTP7j1wXWaoHBWIKzXR9gqocsa7Jli74FC0s4zyjlNmlOXevhhHbYtvEuKAyQDu6XlOJyLEduZhR1JM0l4dtBiLG_tWZUNROoPGx8PZOxY2ZAy2DAuSwAp4SzqalQEWXPdJQHWwk7nsSAxKHBTq1z2sUSTZTE5wsK35UJuwhQ1x4VPKg9Kg=s929" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeTP7j1wXWaoHBWIKzXR9gqocsa7Jli74FC0s4zyjlNmlOXevhhHbYtvEuKAyQDu6XlOJyLEduZhR1JM0l4dtBiLG_tWZUNROoPGx8PZOxY2ZAy2DAuSwAp4SzqalQEWXPdJQHWwk7nsSAxKHBTq1z2sUSTZTE5wsK35UJuwhQ1x4VPKg9Kg=w200-h119" width="200" /></a></div><br />Really though, pretty much every single problem with story or plot or character that either has been pointed out or has yet to be pointed out seems to stem from one major problem: <span style="color: #fcff01; font-size: medium;"><i>too many people in the current WB animation staff (mostly the 2nd director of this flick as well as countless executives) know almost NOTHING about the Looney Tunes and/or what to do with them</i></span>. That's where so many of the story's inconsistencies and imbalances come from. Sure, a few of the writers and artists on staff managed to slip in a few moments here and there that had a flash of Looney Tunes vigour, but other than that the characters seemed just oddly placed within a narrative that was supposed to heavily involve them. One of the biggest errors in judgment in that regard is how Bugs Bunny's goal here is to "...get the family back together..." The Looney Tunes do not operate as a family unit. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivyCaM8sDRYYmfZx5ivf5NX55AlbJSgPRN8xrXy2iAxqPZrPJgdDdq3xbtVURVhj0GVnr8N81M_5LAe33iVpanu1PmSyl_yJFsjGcLtpiEOoVZ57z-wlcUoUX9JLVC5KfCFK94XO8HNaWG4DqxQUfS-QHJr5Fu0zd-CBJ2fq4jcGJGHbWlAA=s729" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="729" height="110" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivyCaM8sDRYYmfZx5ivf5NX55AlbJSgPRN8xrXy2iAxqPZrPJgdDdq3xbtVURVhj0GVnr8N81M_5LAe33iVpanu1PmSyl_yJFsjGcLtpiEOoVZ57z-wlcUoUX9JLVC5KfCFK94XO8HNaWG4DqxQUfS-QHJr5Fu0zd-CBJ2fq4jcGJGHbWlAA=w112-h110" width="112" /></a></div><br />They're not an ensemble like <b>The Muppets</b> or <b>The Mary Tyler Moore Show</b> or any show like that. For the most part, each character exists in their own universe with their own unique set of guidelines of what they do and what they don't do. Yes, some have interacted together in various cartoons from the classic era, but only when the writers and directors of that day (writers like Mike Maltese, Warren Foster, Tedd Pierce as well as directors like Chuck Jones, Friz Freleng, Bob Clampett, Bob McKimson etc) felt it creatively expedient to do so. If two characters didn't play off each other well enough then they just wouldn't be together. So, to just put all of the characters together in one big group does not create "maximum looniness" it just makes a chaotic mess that kind of cancels itself out as being a lot of noise accomplishing nothing. The evidence of this is most apparent near the end where it looks like Bugs Bunny "might be dying" and everyone on the Tune Squad is gathered around him.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiP1IHe0z6pgIklJmvJLWTa1tPMbWFLZofymtlcp6GMeCLe2011aHJXnoJtaANq-xckSgjRy-9w3dFOmf3a_nt_5B7LnRANVo7eyheHBBny1e1GxfPXrtqELfW5rj2sp6fYeNfZ4c_7E7qpjM4B3bj25M3Kypr_I2IObDkR8pcGs8fiwtwNpg=s929" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiP1IHe0z6pgIklJmvJLWTa1tPMbWFLZofymtlcp6GMeCLe2011aHJXnoJtaANq-xckSgjRy-9w3dFOmf3a_nt_5B7LnRANVo7eyheHBBny1e1GxfPXrtqELfW5rj2sp6fYeNfZ4c_7E7qpjM4B3bj25M3Kypr_I2IObDkR8pcGs8fiwtwNpg=w400-h238" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>All of the characters are hanging their heads in sorrow at the thought of Bugs passing. Including.....</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgCQkvVsa0f8tlm1rRO-zht8uVTx4nXut0eYkvZy2lHm_xX0m_qLoFduIVh6MYXcybFOR1Zuk4XwC_JJ-LFFdQxyccl0z2Y4yqxSBb43u8rzzR_BEXPZaXvXulVDdSkjhAL06wnNh2zCmYGXiJi3E-oOrr2n7ScfPoaPlEHad1PcfmNGG1EHA=s169" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="169" data-original-width="102" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgCQkvVsa0f8tlm1rRO-zht8uVTx4nXut0eYkvZy2lHm_xX0m_qLoFduIVh6MYXcybFOR1Zuk4XwC_JJ-LFFdQxyccl0z2Y4yqxSBb43u8rzzR_BEXPZaXvXulVDdSkjhAL06wnNh2zCmYGXiJi3E-oOrr2n7ScfPoaPlEHad1PcfmNGG1EHA=w241-h400" width="241" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...this guy!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Yeah, they have Yosemite Sam being sad about Bugs' possible death. The same Yosemite Sam who on their first meeting tried to shove Bugs off of a moving train so that he'd fall into a canyon onto the "jagged rocks below". The same Yosemite Sam that forced Bugs at gun point to jump off of the highest diving board with no concern for his or anyone else's safety. The very same Yosemite Sam that tried to cook and eat Bugs while on a deserted island simply because he was sick of eating coconuts. THAT Yosemite Sam is now concerned about Bugs' welfare. Really?! Talk about getting a character wrong.</div><div>However, it's not just the use of the super-saccharine element of the Looney Tunes being this "loving family" to the point of Bugs Bunny gushing about it on his "death bed" that's so egregious. Heck, that itself would be almost halfway tolerable if not for one thing..................... yes I'm going there........................ <b>a family member is missing</b>!!!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4j7Ez47JGeE833s4QCRs0geF-97oLhCy2cfjIESKauVSEk2hHVjAiWfegYTfjspbaS-XB0isP3IAvLrRBKGkiapQ2jbHhUiwKGeUgzKo-PRN3ieBMMYI9k-m4seweTk9mds0pKQVzhIDUFSgSo9g2wiP_rJaBp0R8tte68P_AhBDsey9I3A=s159" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="120" data-original-width="159" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4j7Ez47JGeE833s4QCRs0geF-97oLhCy2cfjIESKauVSEk2hHVjAiWfegYTfjspbaS-XB0isP3IAvLrRBKGkiapQ2jbHhUiwKGeUgzKo-PRN3ieBMMYI9k-m4seweTk9mds0pKQVzhIDUFSgSo9g2wiP_rJaBp0R8tte68P_AhBDsey9I3A=w320-h242" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Pepe Le Pew is not there even though he should be. If we're speaking in terms of "keeping the family together" then Mr. Le Pew has more than earned his place as a noted member of that Looney Tunes family. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhPC5viVWCc-LXdS95N5NOZPs3NpwPk-Dr5LQZ2mT5ZvokUIJkF9ru2ZVlg_SMPRTwoW4O6whd-6Yg_g3_R2UzpxRaJYxJ5JfEvGByWy1mvfjL4mQ2u0dtYBnG0m9b8fbkyYBJxzrg14EbPpDSnfkBIRcNR3VTiWEQl91ac9PpFSzOlELie6w=s470" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="334" data-original-width="470" height="142" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhPC5viVWCc-LXdS95N5NOZPs3NpwPk-Dr5LQZ2mT5ZvokUIJkF9ru2ZVlg_SMPRTwoW4O6whd-6Yg_g3_R2UzpxRaJYxJ5JfEvGByWy1mvfjL4mQ2u0dtYBnG0m9b8fbkyYBJxzrg14EbPpDSnfkBIRcNR3VTiWEQl91ac9PpFSzOlELie6w=w200-h142" width="200" /></a></div><br />He's won an Academy Award for the WB studio. He's made a cameo appearance interacting with Sylvester in a cartoon. He's always been a part of that marching line up behind Bugs & Daffy dancing for every incarnation of <b>The Bugs Bunny Show</b> in prime time and Saturday morning. He's been on much of the Looney Tunes merchandise. He's even had as big an influence on the culture as any other Looney Tune in the canon, one such example is <a href="https://hotlifestylenews.com/tv-movies/pirates-of-the-caribbean-johnny-depp-based-jack-sparrow-on-keith-richards-and-pepe-le-pew/"><i>Johnny Depp adding an element of Pepe Le Pew's mannerisms into his Jack Sparrow character</i></a>. He's a part of the legacy, he's part of the canon, he's a part of the family. The director may have said in an interview "...we couldn't find time to put Pepe Le Pew in...." well, if they were going with the big family trope then they should have made time for family.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4BxmL3NfFca_tkzfPX28LeRk7dQEkFGwbEXaPmMVpqirNmuhpe41CP-WFt9a5s6TnQ5xPPBS3CXr5IFYi25gxMBWBNyF030DNQEIi29JqnKgR_z_ueMnMDGZfPPs-8Dg-GSh9ZdKbBe_r1kOBzMv9RMzwIJIXiZQlE_C7rD6knkKZCmeOng=s778" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="778" data-original-width="548" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4BxmL3NfFca_tkzfPX28LeRk7dQEkFGwbEXaPmMVpqirNmuhpe41CP-WFt9a5s6TnQ5xPPBS3CXr5IFYi25gxMBWBNyF030DNQEIi29JqnKgR_z_ueMnMDGZfPPs-8Dg-GSh9ZdKbBe_r1kOBzMv9RMzwIJIXiZQlE_C7rD6knkKZCmeOng=w281-h400" width="281" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">No no no! We can't put Pepe Le Pew in this movie because his schtick has problematic elements that...</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Oh hey! Look who it is! It's one of the <b><i><a href="http://censormonkeys.blogspot.com">Censor Monkeys</a></i></b> weighing in. You little shits seem to be everywhere these days. Thanks for ruining the culture and the planet, jerks!!</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi8laFqw2o6vuGvuxCyYF-4j2oTaoD7nTHPNxVsJNnmp7WZtnt-mLQvykVRse3iRVBWHabWFEjjkM1awXUPBVh_HzNHPCyucMdAEgiUA6TtFYNLYCMVWH75aHOOLEFVi-uMQe4eVHjEUZnMbV08eXhOu_lpp4bVCoBIqcdYpeoxrqPX5gygPw=s778" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="778" data-original-width="548" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi8laFqw2o6vuGvuxCyYF-4j2oTaoD7nTHPNxVsJNnmp7WZtnt-mLQvykVRse3iRVBWHabWFEjjkM1awXUPBVh_HzNHPCyucMdAEgiUA6TtFYNLYCMVWH75aHOOLEFVi-uMQe4eVHjEUZnMbV08eXhOu_lpp4bVCoBIqcdYpeoxrqPX5gygPw=w281-h400" width="281" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Hey! We are RESCUING the culture by getting rid of all the misogyny and rape culture that Pepe Le Pew brings so that little boys don't learn how to rape and so wxmyn can feel safe...</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div>There is no proof and no connection to Pepe Le Pew leading to an increase in rapes. Hell, there's no proof of ANY cultural work leading to an increase in ANY crime. The only reason some people feel "unsafe" watching a show and the only reason you feel the need to butt in and screech about things is simply due to your delusional paranoid projection onto cultural works based solely on a misunderstanding of context as well as a highly delicate mental and physiological constitution...</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhGEHihdhQefcBF8glK3GsvsUyQW8i4Or_DFc1FnfImHGQ-cGJRSg-65M_58hO-39ZFsgqjv8SJRx_AuJAetUqH18GZimRT7nSkAuTx9fMrtV3KW9KqLGOwg4nieVzpgaP0Xa1txQsLiPEiIxVZS-LrCWQGoN7G0Bcb5Kl0jwfdbouTbgbiOQ=s778" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="778" data-original-width="548" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhGEHihdhQefcBF8glK3GsvsUyQW8i4Or_DFc1FnfImHGQ-cGJRSg-65M_58hO-39ZFsgqjv8SJRx_AuJAetUqH18GZimRT7nSkAuTx9fMrtV3KW9KqLGOwg4nieVzpgaP0Xa1txQsLiPEiIxVZS-LrCWQGoN7G0Bcb5Kl0jwfdbouTbgbiOQ=w281-h400" width="281" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b>NO NO NO! PEPE IS BAD AND HE HAS TO GO! HE CAUSES RAPE! EVERYONE WHO LIKES PEPE LE PEW SHOULD BE ARRESTED AND...</b></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">AW! SHUT UP!!!</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgi9IM8ujHWrg8OYgwrXizvsGrP70lwXo57rSjUY0qj1QsjuwEQhVrcH55Z0ivzJjntGhVhzv5i4LDtG6JifWJvQL1HnCQz-t2mJkgcDpJTiab5YNG9qIGWm-PRSAkHy15NSvKuZ5zPG71A_zjBtjZfdo0kFDHryMGNc5fG4BYPKPBsvmhOKQ=s778" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="778" data-original-width="548" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgi9IM8ujHWrg8OYgwrXizvsGrP70lwXo57rSjUY0qj1QsjuwEQhVrcH55Z0ivzJjntGhVhzv5i4LDtG6JifWJvQL1HnCQz-t2mJkgcDpJTiab5YNG9qIGWm-PRSAkHy15NSvKuZ5zPG71A_zjBtjZfdo0kFDHryMGNc5fG4BYPKPBsvmhOKQ=w281-h400" width="281" /></a></div><div>Geez! That was unpleasant. But of course, Censor Monkeys are very unpleasant people. I'm so sorry you had to see that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, hey, the suppression of Pepe Le Pew in WB products is certainly nothing new.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6m8o-G22WGnmstJafPPqlrwXNL7Ku7snotEvDmKNh_eO1NrSnF1tpVFvZZ2Z3zGHvkkuHZ-PrErKsappZW5xLGWW-OZ7pT6D5jVxiWG6xoxO9TjBtAq3PFJTFNuwWAMeW4TEDNgDv94z2A1ephRe3Pm9JiWxIct8klvnsNd4Ne6UWith-7Q=s794" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="794" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6m8o-G22WGnmstJafPPqlrwXNL7Ku7snotEvDmKNh_eO1NrSnF1tpVFvZZ2Z3zGHvkkuHZ-PrErKsappZW5xLGWW-OZ7pT6D5jVxiWG6xoxO9TjBtAq3PFJTFNuwWAMeW4TEDNgDv94z2A1ephRe3Pm9JiWxIct8klvnsNd4Ne6UWith-7Q=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div>In the first <b>Space Jam</b>, all Pepe did was just be a stinky skunk. The only time he ever did anything remotely "affectionate" was that one scene where he kissed Granny. The rest of the time he was just there to stink. Penelope the cat was there in the stands the whole time and Pepe didn't even look at her let alone chase her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh6zRCWa837RtwAvwIDP2eNKfmtpUVKDle8owG8LyF8XNBn6P-q8g6QOJuWst9m-8clWd1h6XeOYO-BIbMc26EooteEE2oTNe8y93s7ZRvwfbptJr5MQYO1j2uoaZYbPJmyjITKbngKvCklg3V9jXbaNk_5cd_F1ui1fJuwDV8fTU6udVBeLw=s712" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="712" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh6zRCWa837RtwAvwIDP2eNKfmtpUVKDle8owG8LyF8XNBn6P-q8g6QOJuWst9m-8clWd1h6XeOYO-BIbMc26EooteEE2oTNe8y93s7ZRvwfbptJr5MQYO1j2uoaZYbPJmyjITKbngKvCklg3V9jXbaNk_5cd_F1ui1fJuwDV8fTU6udVBeLw=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div>And then in <b>Looney Tunes Back in Action</b>, Pepe just had one short scene where all he did was play a stinky gendarme. Well, that's the only scene that made it into the movie anyway.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhy05AkqsYxrqKtMa59t14ArlD38u6iWUUjiHtt5SK_QN4gVJIcE9igJfcUO0XqFMPyersPOY2eoloOgQNty6eYfBID-Xy18kvl_v8fCdQC9ejAAq9XC5G1CHJxCfSrOLUfC6MiB5ZuiXrl7UC507lW5TWnI3ArNBJJ1gulkLK3-1D31bzW1g=s712" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="712" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhy05AkqsYxrqKtMa59t14ArlD38u6iWUUjiHtt5SK_QN4gVJIcE9igJfcUO0XqFMPyersPOY2eoloOgQNty6eYfBID-Xy18kvl_v8fCdQC9ejAAq9XC5G1CHJxCfSrOLUfC6MiB5ZuiXrl7UC507lW5TWnI3ArNBJJ1gulkLK3-1D31bzW1g=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div>The end credits is littered with animation line tests of the Looney Tunes characters from various scenes from the film. Pretty much every line test is a distinctive action from a very recognizable scene, except one. At one point we see some line work of Pepe Le Pew accosting Penelope. It's the usual schtick except Pepe is wearing glasses while they're both wearing a suit and tie. So, just like in <b>Space Jam 2</b>, there's a Pepe scene that was cut from the movie either for time or for being "too much". Either way, I'm hoping the footage from that scene still exists somewhere.</div><div><br /></div><div>One very weird part of the whole Le Pew controversy is that there are a percentage of people who would prefer to have "le skunk" stay around but only if his schtick changed somehow.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjWpqBcKESNgYgScjnLFtSQYZg1ef4xcht1QfusbYj-_nkrV_1c1Grsgz01TzWpa8ZgkpJH_51sd8t6nkvhr3SGAAUsxF8MffxlZ3zQ_sJBioctHrt_fEuUh3knkBE3RE9vanO0KsU50wMxnaaUxirf7DQ91BYj2lu1UDNRa-t2dUV4LDAkrQ=s798" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="627" data-original-width="798" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjWpqBcKESNgYgScjnLFtSQYZg1ef4xcht1QfusbYj-_nkrV_1c1Grsgz01TzWpa8ZgkpJH_51sd8t6nkvhr3SGAAUsxF8MffxlZ3zQ_sJBioctHrt_fEuUh3knkBE3RE9vanO0KsU50wMxnaaUxirf7DQ91BYj2lu1UDNRa-t2dUV4LDAkrQ=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"How about Pepe Le Pew shares his pie with Penelope, then they BOTH have pie."</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjPGE4PBV-fFWF-_9pY_JJhQN1BasJTA0Xgnm1Va53J6b6QOws-4D3GIgpX-NXLBhSMT4ntVd9G5bSa9gC1SzyCyVU0vW7lGRx_ZSa4joPaz7iuRiJuYV1CQnultPx5y1rk1pPeP55YW3Q_2LhS0Ju0gaa6D4OaeinIYZoYImfQZ4pw9rX3BA=s798" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="627" data-original-width="798" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjPGE4PBV-fFWF-_9pY_JJhQN1BasJTA0Xgnm1Va53J6b6QOws-4D3GIgpX-NXLBhSMT4ntVd9G5bSa9gC1SzyCyVU0vW7lGRx_ZSa4joPaz7iuRiJuYV1CQnultPx5y1rk1pPeP55YW3Q_2LhS0Ju0gaa6D4OaeinIYZoYImfQZ4pw9rX3BA=w400-h314" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"It's different. I'll give you that."</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div>Yeah no. Bad idea. Don't "fix" something that's not broken.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I am thankful for one thing. I'm glad Speedy Gonzales managed to be in this movie. Besides Pepe Le Pew, this was the other Looney Tunes character that the New York Slimes writer Charles Blow had on his "kick the bucket list" of cartoons he'd like to have disappear. But, fortunately, Speedy has plenty of fans both in the Latino communities and among Looney Tunes (both casual and fanatical) in general that he's managed to stick around. Here's hoping the same adulation can re-elevate Pepe real soon.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglDSraoMvPMtvFVtnhPM-yhOSNpNnIkrJ8aOatdh2RISW7trQwenkZe0jDzebTxHCZqPGqqp_dN_MZ0YFlsuXpB1_b8tThZroO_XhyhUNxAnQ69X-sh8THgPPGqV1xkXZL1zc8DqkPDUfI5LsYaag9d3aftixva1gnZtmhcqUvm803773yAQ=s929" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="929" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglDSraoMvPMtvFVtnhPM-yhOSNpNnIkrJ8aOatdh2RISW7trQwenkZe0jDzebTxHCZqPGqqp_dN_MZ0YFlsuXpB1_b8tThZroO_XhyhUNxAnQ69X-sh8THgPPGqV1xkXZL1zc8DqkPDUfI5LsYaag9d3aftixva1gnZtmhcqUvm803773yAQ=w400-h194" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Well, that's my all encompassing assessment of Space Jam 2. Looking at many of the reactions I've seen, I'd say that most viewers agree with me in giving this a negative review. While this movie did manage to razzle dazzle the small children that accompanied their parents to this $12 afternoon killer, most everyone else walked away disappointed and underwhelmed by it all. Warner Bros will have to make it up to the Looney Tunes, their fans, and audiences in general moving forward after unleashing this scattered debris of a movie on everyone. Will the WB studio be able to pull that off? What does this mean for the Looney Tunes going forward? Well, as Bugs said at the end....</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg0Szq2gYbEWcgoSwydbFBBs4oa4fuW8kexPCt8AG3my5sJlprA0jzwqUPooceRjMHnZtYIEKG4iT6sHvyURx_TDawrJdZ2e6_IRaqNYNpkGMCQoN5kCvhLVNq3KAPw_xOM0-coLLrmg1fvRt-U6DY_lHScR_XXMlYxR6upRvPBcXdvgOHEhg=s929" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="929" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg0Szq2gYbEWcgoSwydbFBBs4oa4fuW8kexPCt8AG3my5sJlprA0jzwqUPooceRjMHnZtYIEKG4iT6sHvyURx_TDawrJdZ2e6_IRaqNYNpkGMCQoN5kCvhLVNq3KAPw_xOM0-coLLrmg1fvRt-U6DY_lHScR_XXMlYxR6upRvPBcXdvgOHEhg=w640-h380" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"...I can survive anything..."</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Bugs, for your sake, and the sake of the every other LT character, I hope you're right.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p></div></div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22662333.post-24119031193422587812021-11-28T22:31:00.001-06:002021-11-28T22:31:50.120-06:00Odor of the Day and mini-controversies<p> </p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Crash6msfsM" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>
<div><br /></div><div>Back in May, I did some commentary <i><a href="http://dmgermain.blogspot.com/2021/05/some-more-commentary-from-me.html">on two cartoons with Anthony Kotorac</a></i>. Sadly, the videos links in that post of mine no longer work because Anthony had some trouble with the Warner Bros legal team over copyright issues and so had to take that particular video down. He's also had to reformat every one of his videos in order to keep his channel going. Thankfully, he's managed to do that and so he's back up and running. Here's hoping his channel and his dedication gives him all the admiration he deserves.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpefeFmjiiIfw10Cl3zJsrvGDkDPjzx-XYC-t13u2I1nTVPwBb2sZaBq4QcHXWHVbXvWFclDcDalzVnugVnEmKZFRFsGZtHsudgrZZVjz5vl-100gpyO90Hu94kZC2VsZblHPc/s400/PEPE-LE-PEWS-SKUNK-TALES-vhs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="355" data-original-width="400" height="131" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpefeFmjiiIfw10Cl3zJsrvGDkDPjzx-XYC-t13u2I1nTVPwBb2sZaBq4QcHXWHVbXvWFclDcDalzVnugVnEmKZFRFsGZtHsudgrZZVjz5vl-100gpyO90Hu94kZC2VsZblHPc/w147-h131/PEPE-LE-PEWS-SKUNK-TALES-vhs.jpg" width="147" /></a></div><br />That video embedded at the top is the most recent commentary I did on that channel. As you can see, it's for a cartoon called <b>Odor of the Day</b>. I put forth the notion that the skunk in that cartoon is NOT Pepe Le Pew even though it quite often is listed as such. Ever since this cartoon was put onto a Le Pew VHS set back in the 1980's it always puzzled me as to why it was included. The skunk didn't seem to be Pepe Le Pew at all to me. However, on that same cassette is a cartoon about a squirrel and a coconut called <b>Much Ado About Nutting</b> which had nothing to do with Pepe even remotely. But, of course, that one was just added to break up what to some might seem like a monotony of just Pepe's cartoons. So that's what I chalked up the inclusion of <b>Odor of the Day</b> to be as well, just a one off added for variety.</div><div>However, as time went on, I noticed that this cartoon was being put within Le Pew's filmography quite often. Whether it was a casual mention on an internet message board or some dvd release or TV broadcast, it was always categorized as a Pepe cartoon. That raised my eyebrow every time. But, of course, I always kept it floating at the back of my mind because I always had more immediate situations in my life to worry about, still do. Then, the aforementioned Mr. Kotorac came along with his commentary channel, so I decided to use this opportunity to air that minor grievance and see what happens. I'll also use this blog post to further elaborate on my position because that video could only be so long. Here we go:</div><div><br /></div><div>As mentioned in the video, one big BIG difference between this skunk and Pepe Le Pew is that...</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnmQv9gQjGjsQRg1NacGQxfKTlkxLSsDy5mDvsoUx-S176SVYYA0P4HWpNrnFm6YQyjNa3iWxcvmPRAhkfQCL8c_LFO0T2kzspOIrHvLQDqChyphenhyphenZwXSavyxLaSuOO7OAF3e-_ri/s718/odoroftheday_skunkaim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="718" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnmQv9gQjGjsQRg1NacGQxfKTlkxLSsDy5mDvsoUx-S176SVYYA0P4HWpNrnFm6YQyjNa3iWxcvmPRAhkfQCL8c_LFO0T2kzspOIrHvLQDqChyphenhyphenZwXSavyxLaSuOO7OAF3e-_ri/s320/odoroftheday_skunkaim.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>...this skunk knows full well that he stinks and even wields that stinky tail of his like a weapon.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2WvkHb6JxpotGFaeK9Qu1gvBKVwgD_lXW9eZjqlt5NEk-l61zims7wdvarecBpnYUSDrJpFsd88GfOYCi4PJ0-0-xPe73W5bB9SFSmh1lbD7jMHlALT76rIUWnHAprUrFP5vp/s718/odoroftheday_skunksad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="718" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2WvkHb6JxpotGFaeK9Qu1gvBKVwgD_lXW9eZjqlt5NEk-l61zims7wdvarecBpnYUSDrJpFsd88GfOYCi4PJ0-0-xPe73W5bB9SFSmh1lbD7jMHlALT76rIUWnHAprUrFP5vp/s320/odoroftheday_skunksad.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Not only that, when the dog catches a cold with a stuffy nose, he can no longer smell that odorous tail. The skunk's reaction to that development is devastation. That's not like Pepe Le Pew at all.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicaCVLnpLDXUXq_QTIdZsmtEwUVIz9yyFmVG-9sNYYqDuXb8gBJLYUdzmQ5bECtwrgvcOOmdC0MYoZMa9-mO96h_UjqjlTd4vVi21j_edfEaTGfQPKwXRmSDyAhQFqQT-g5m7y/s718/pepelepew_oblivioustoodor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="718" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicaCVLnpLDXUXq_QTIdZsmtEwUVIz9yyFmVG-9sNYYqDuXb8gBJLYUdzmQ5bECtwrgvcOOmdC0MYoZMa9-mO96h_UjqjlTd4vVi21j_edfEaTGfQPKwXRmSDyAhQFqQT-g5m7y/s320/pepelepew_oblivioustoodor.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>A big part of Pepe's schtick is for his odor to linger over people and be completely oblivious to its effects. That, plus the lack of any love interest, is too big a departure to simply be "director Art Davis' own take on the Pepe character".</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVsYbXjiJUbXfrSYLM_1VZ56h5emnw70AdL6tKtJFOE_1M3j7DCch3M_v-db_oGUx7cYlGdooePWmtfF1HVG4abULoKgaDEUMmWL-hj085Uh620psEr84dthSGeCVtSQuM9y1w/s320/chuck%252Boscar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="245" data-original-width="320" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVsYbXjiJUbXfrSYLM_1VZ56h5emnw70AdL6tKtJFOE_1M3j7DCch3M_v-db_oGUx7cYlGdooePWmtfF1HVG4abULoKgaDEUMmWL-hj085Uh620psEr84dthSGeCVtSQuM9y1w/w400-h306/chuck%252Boscar.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLhim5yy6KR-c0ru-m0gezwxabf1SLms4Qe9LDDvmX0iA4Ps_3I5AYNYgw5nMu5RP_19uAtRUYDGPCz2zpb6qVfNCdWyoZ_tQNyW4EQF2fQRIHd4sFAFcoV1Aufx57Hf7ZasL/s2048/michiganjfrog_wb.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1525" data-original-width="2048" height="111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLhim5yy6KR-c0ru-m0gezwxabf1SLms4Qe9LDDvmX0iA4Ps_3I5AYNYgw5nMu5RP_19uAtRUYDGPCz2zpb6qVfNCdWyoZ_tQNyW4EQF2fQRIHd4sFAFcoV1Aufx57Hf7ZasL/w149-h111/michiganjfrog_wb.png" width="149" /></a></div><br />This leads me to another point that I didn't find a chance to make in that commentary: I don't think Chuck Jones would've allowed such a deviation from one of his characters. He was very adamantly protective of everything he created. He kept tabs on how they looked, how they acted, and how they felt. One big example I can give is in the 1990's when the WB Network used Michigan J Frog in all of their commercials for it. Chuck hated that with a passion. He said that Michigan's character is to only sing for whoever discovers him, just like that construction worker in <b>One Froggy Evening</b> did. For that worker, Michigan never stops singing but for everyone else, he just flops down and acts like a regular frog. So, for the WB to make Mr J Frog sing for all of America was violation of his character that Chuck couldn't stand. With that in mind, I doubt that if Art Davis had approached Chuck and said, "Hey, I'd like to use your skunk character in a cartoon of mine. However, he won't be French and he won't fall in love with <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTJE_Wszqk_yY2jV6tD6ibv8FyCDA4yfAtTIZhocSdJ22WDSnozg37LRQ9A2rEcZs5ZwG5NfW5JrmKKIlG-ijIn68t4dFMzCY3BRifthtAFjREInyC1a3721ssIWSDYUnx4pYj/s718/odoroftheday_skunk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="718" height="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTJE_Wszqk_yY2jV6tD6ibv8FyCDA4yfAtTIZhocSdJ22WDSnozg37LRQ9A2rEcZs5ZwG5NfW5JrmKKIlG-ijIn68t4dFMzCY3BRifthtAFjREInyC1a3721ssIWSDYUnx4pYj/w200-h157/odoroftheday_skunk.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />any girls that look like skunks. Instead he will compete for shelter with a dog and even deliberately attack him with the stink from his tail" that Chuck would be fine with that. I think Chuck would've, at the very least, exploded onto Art for even suggesting such a change. Chuck Jones wrote not one but two autobiographies. You'd think at least in either one of those there'd be some rant about Mr. Davis sullying his Pepe character. So, since there is no such rant in those books and I haven't heard of any such rant anywhere else, this leads me to fully conclude that the skunk in <b>Odor of the Day</b> is not Pepe Le Pew at all. Really, if Art Davis had wanted to change Pepe so drastically for this cartoon, why wouldn't he just use a whole other character? That seems to make the most sense to me.</div><div><br /></div><div>There has been some reaction to the video so far. The responses on both Youtube and Facebook have been mixed for, against, or 'starting to lean towards but not quite all the way towards' my argument. Such as:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3wrcWVj5jUXyDnmUJ5ZU3eQ4rOLt1xMyaKKQA0iZQC1fWLSus_2Tl0pv33IeXHDNr1qME9fALuuXDQLon9gdHGq0FE9yyD5l5gxjGaVGnoMCuseyoyvg3PrTz596K0EwYOqBr/s544/facebook_pepeno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="220" data-original-width="544" height="161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3wrcWVj5jUXyDnmUJ5ZU3eQ4rOLt1xMyaKKQA0iZQC1fWLSus_2Tl0pv33IeXHDNr1qME9fALuuXDQLon9gdHGq0FE9yyD5l5gxjGaVGnoMCuseyoyvg3PrTz596K0EwYOqBr/w400-h161/facebook_pepeno.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>This guy on Facebook agrees that this is not Pepe. So, point for me I guess.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUkUZXfnUyi5j8-y4e4Mci-tYcHOeOkyBFQZhQ-4hWUcEhZgzv3RuxYrFiPfRNExvuR1T5qfVsU_zNcEf386KZ9yfK26phaCk8FwyxAgiP7C9R1cUSG3SYsuhlHKwSz41qmBfF/s544/facebook_pepeyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="195" data-original-width="544" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUkUZXfnUyi5j8-y4e4Mci-tYcHOeOkyBFQZhQ-4hWUcEhZgzv3RuxYrFiPfRNExvuR1T5qfVsU_zNcEf386KZ9yfK26phaCk8FwyxAgiP7C9R1cUSG3SYsuhlHKwSz41qmBfF/w400-h144/facebook_pepeyes.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>This Facebook person says "100% Pepe" and makes a point thusly. I can see the point he makes but I think he might've glossed over some stuff, but that's for a whole other post at a whole other time.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtQ-yfYqoSZx-Va2FPaj1W_-qfngxaZic0nCj9n7YyLegg22mVCuTy1HB6WOOhrq9Num44xqQKG-HcVCGJHsDtc6YJu1nbOpISi5K1V5rLp23RlahJ4YqBxws2V3Y512IN1_Q/s548/facebook_pepenoandyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="259" data-original-width="548" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtQ-yfYqoSZx-Va2FPaj1W_-qfngxaZic0nCj9n7YyLegg22mVCuTy1HB6WOOhrq9Num44xqQKG-HcVCGJHsDtc6YJu1nbOpISi5K1V5rLp23RlahJ4YqBxws2V3Y512IN1_Q/w400-h189/facebook_pepenoandyes.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>I grabbed both of these Facebook comments at the same time because they were exact opposites right next to each other. One says "no" while the other says "yes". Who knew this cartoon could be so divisive.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0tASerJoTjXaoESlrn-dWhNq9adxzA5rQ1JKT1svJjE_YGDDXUpTJe2T5zy_PYvU55HMhHl3IJbLcwB8Zb6tCU3NKwiwK7Bs1pfeAZ5r77iWI_v_VTVjJzklmu6UUitHW4mQ/s768/youtube_pepemaybe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="268" data-original-width="768" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0tASerJoTjXaoESlrn-dWhNq9adxzA5rQ1JKT1svJjE_YGDDXUpTJe2T5zy_PYvU55HMhHl3IJbLcwB8Zb6tCU3NKwiwK7Bs1pfeAZ5r77iWI_v_VTVjJzklmu6UUitHW4mQ/w640-h224/youtube_pepemaybe.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>Over on Youtube, things are a little more nuanced. This guy gives a rather lengthy paragraph basically saying "maybe". But, he does raise the point that there are more questions than answers when it comes to this cartoon's origin.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG1o9cSwSaKF5MiOsDFZq_PomKgpZdQ9kO2J1Y8fCjCM_bDZxnuKxnjqy9v765xqXbxxTv2swzbS83czKhc1XWq66jpDuoDQqTME8Zj0Z5PtRzOhlB1TMvB0Wya1icE92XkyTq/s813/youtube_pepeyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="227" data-original-width="813" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG1o9cSwSaKF5MiOsDFZq_PomKgpZdQ9kO2J1Y8fCjCM_bDZxnuKxnjqy9v765xqXbxxTv2swzbS83czKhc1XWq66jpDuoDQqTME8Zj0Z5PtRzOhlB1TMvB0Wya1icE92XkyTq/w640-h178/youtube_pepeyes.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxAMTAdCNfyZiEXRcXcCC29puSIRCT_kXCovSBocDYF2uUe3QeIanAPB8FCNMOng_W98RIrbHCabJMwM4YiV10n9h9-IU5hjIlJMMAqwNJnCd-nk9QlXj-Ti00Y6QauKfFt_3/s209/Jerry-Beck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="209" data-original-width="160" height="159" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxAMTAdCNfyZiEXRcXcCC29puSIRCT_kXCovSBocDYF2uUe3QeIanAPB8FCNMOng_W98RIrbHCabJMwM4YiV10n9h9-IU5hjIlJMMAqwNJnCd-nk9QlXj-Ti00Y6QauKfFt_3/w121-h159/Jerry-Beck.jpg" width="121" /></a></div><br />This Youtuber says "yes" to this being Pepe and sites animation historian Jerry Beck as a source. Yes, Mr. Beck is indeed a tremendous source of animation information as well as being a lovely approachable person. I met him in person once in Ottawa about 11 years ago. He's a tiny little leprechaun of a man but inside the mind of this pseudo-gaelic gnome is a guy who's as nice and as knowledgable as I mentioned before.</div><div>However, he is still a mortal human and thus subject to err and/or make a too quick leap to judgement. He has certainly declared <b>Odor of the Day</b> as a bonefide Pepe Le Pew cartoon, but I'd like to know on what grounds he bases that opinion. Is it just in his own opinion or is there an unpublished or unreleased interview with the now late Art Davis that would fill in this puzzle piece? What does he know? Either way, this would certainly be a topic for discussion that I'd like to have with him someday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Actually, speaking of Jerry, on the topic of this very cartoon I've noticed that some opinions from historians are also mixed. For instance, in this book...</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGQmKUW9AqDPy8bexnFYCWy15QlSTkE08vvBd_8Q9ceRtwNmA0qYvGPpVlKoSoIBMpPJ4XLi3p8A6tbGIRYeT7rUfsRPNhHbU8jBh3ux0RA564zgVGjzIwE2dv-BD9tsVOmvY/s475/illustratedguidetoWBcartoons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="475" data-original-width="314" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGQmKUW9AqDPy8bexnFYCWy15QlSTkE08vvBd_8Q9ceRtwNmA0qYvGPpVlKoSoIBMpPJ4XLi3p8A6tbGIRYeT7rUfsRPNhHbU8jBh3ux0RA564zgVGjzIwE2dv-BD9tsVOmvY/s320/illustratedguidetoWBcartoons.jpg" width="212" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>...<b>A Complete Illustrated Guide to the Warner Bros. Cartoons</b>, in the listing for <b>Odor of the Day</b> it does have Pepe Le Pew as one of the characters.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a5bnQbe6wSbKFd6G6UTdAtBL2OAKxox4NGAncZv_7sVP16MCqv4IazfgIFxPDroBG7_SnyD7AdgcgIWJjK_YwXwP5N89jP-_w30TQpnXBNTC7cKMsJvRszDtwpQxur_JFGNb/s833/wbcartoons_guide_odoroftheday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="574" data-original-width="833" height="221" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a5bnQbe6wSbKFd6G6UTdAtBL2OAKxox4NGAncZv_7sVP16MCqv4IazfgIFxPDroBG7_SnyD7AdgcgIWJjK_YwXwP5N89jP-_w30TQpnXBNTC7cKMsJvRszDtwpQxur_JFGNb/s320/wbcartoons_guide_odoroftheday.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>However, the same can't be said for Steve Schneider's book <b>That's All Folks! The Art of Warner Bros. Animation</b>.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZ6UBGioEby9j1wHg6O1XUqmBlhi-mdAEaOtTblOfC1MqV21sMymt10rKKbiTW_DGvH0LY-91dcGaS55QWZEEYCI6MmKG_KHVmAx0-hfRloY0mR5e0xFKH1CI01IOncJwMh0G/s346/historyofWBanimation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="346" data-original-width="251" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZ6UBGioEby9j1wHg6O1XUqmBlhi-mdAEaOtTblOfC1MqV21sMymt10rKKbiTW_DGvH0LY-91dcGaS55QWZEEYCI6MmKG_KHVmAx0-hfRloY0mR5e0xFKH1CI01IOncJwMh0G/s320/historyofWBanimation.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br /><div>There's a complete filmography in the very back of this book. In there, <b>Odor of the Day</b> is simply listed as what's called a "one shot".</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFnnmxGXy8rq1Md_gbr0qEca9ZjjysFWiJgt4VCOjtkEWpvYGSRkj9ut4o32KM4i1Vom_X2iyGvzyQmUFtLSWLKaPaiTL6z1Qp5SNi-WiLKj6DanBbo8s1C_Ald31zwEmzbQ8r/s478/wbanimationhistory_odoroftheday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="172" data-original-width="478" height="115" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFnnmxGXy8rq1Md_gbr0qEca9ZjjysFWiJgt4VCOjtkEWpvYGSRkj9ut4o32KM4i1Vom_X2iyGvzyQmUFtLSWLKaPaiTL6z1Qp5SNi-WiLKj6DanBbo8s1C_Ald31zwEmzbQ8r/s320/wbanimationhistory_odoroftheday.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>So, who's correct, Jerry or Steve? This may be a trivial question to some, but such questions are always worth discussing to any historian. Just as other scholarly historians may speculate and postulate on what started the fire at the Library of Alexandria, so too do animation historians stop to ponder the origin and the storyboard pitch as well as any other back room happenings that may have lead to the creation of this cartoon. Keep searching for the truth, my friends.</div>David Germainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15242095374521702596noreply@blogger.com0