Making Killer Food

Shamus Culhane found interesting ways to use the camera during his first stint as a director. There were several Lantz cartoons where the camera jerks in and out and upside down when there’s some kind of impact. And in others he has the camera move in and out and pans to different parts of the drawings around for an interesting perspective.

One example of the latter is in “Woody Dines Out,” when the taxidermist brews a poisonous concoction so he can make Woody Woodpecker unconscious, skin him and collect $100,000 (not exactly the kind of Woody plot you’d see in the late ‘60s, is it?).

You can’t get the full effect with these frames because you’re not seeing the movement, but you can get an idea of what Culhane was going for as the taxidermist is not shot in the same position each time. While he’s moving, the camera’s moving, too, and not on a horizontal plane.



Don Williams gets the only screen credit, though other animators worked on this as well.

Idiocyncracies of the Stars

Did you ever hear Milton Berle go “urrrrr”? If you did, there’s a reason.

The answer’s contained in this column by the Associated Press dated October 13, 1951. It’s actually a three-in-one column. Bob Thomas deals with more than one subject in it. The man with the most nervous tics in show biz still had a career waiting for him—Johnny Carson. I can’t remember who it was now but someone (I want to say Rich Little) demonstrated all of them on TV one night.

As for the last item, June Lockhart and Anne Jeffreys may be better known for television than anything else (“Lassie” and “Lost in Space” for the former, “Topper” for the latter). Patricia Morison’s greatest triumphs were on the New York stage. She’s apparently still with us at the age of 99.

TV Comics Require Aid of Psychiatrists
By BOB THOMAS
Associated Press Staff Writer
HOLLYWOOD—Are you a coin-jingler? A hair-curler? A lint-duster?
Each of us has some idiosyncracy of personal behavior. Comedians have them, too. A comic, who will have to remain nameless, was discussing the habits of his colleagues this week.

"In pictures, you can cover them up with, cutting or retakes," he observed. "In radio it doesn't matter. You can't see them. But in television you can't miss them. A comedian is right there in full view of millions of people. The slightest movement isn't overlooked.
"Even the most polished and veteran performers have some habits they can't hide.. You'd never think that Milton Berle is ever at a loss for a gag, but he can be. How can you tell? He lets out a growling noise that sounds like ‘urrrrr’, and distorts his mouth in a funny way.
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"Sid Caesar is a cougher. He lets out a big cough every now and then. Jerry Lester combs his hair. Bob Hope draws his little finger over his eyebrow. George Jessel lays his index finger on the side of his nose. Jack Benny sticks his hand in his pocket.
"Me? I scratch. I'll be in the middle of a routine and find that I'm scratching my elbow of my ear."
Who knows — perhaps some smart psychiatrist could make a thriving practice of ridding TV comics of their quirks.
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Hollywood is sounding its A, as far as picture titles are concerned. On a list of movies now in production, we see such titles as: "Somebody Loves me," "Wait Till the Sun Shines, Nellie," "Lovely to Look at," "Singin' in the Rain," "Sailor Beware" and "She's Working Her Way Through College." Nowadays, producers seem to be getting their titles from old hit parade lists.
Some observers are always harping on how movie people go to Broadway to be discovered. Yes, it has happened, as in the case of Betty Grable. But what about some more recent examples?
Lee J. Cobb was a great hit in "Death of a Salesman." Likewise, Paul Kelly in "Command Decision" and Jessica Tandy in "A Streetcar Named Desire." And did these three stage stars return to Hollywood in triumph? Not exactly. They resumed playing largely secondary roles.
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June Lockhart was a comedy hit on Broadway a few seasons back, but she failed to cash in on her stage fame when she returned to films. Critics raved about Patricia Morison in "Kiss Me, Kate," but she hasn't drawn a movie assignment yet. And Anne Jeffries, who once appeared in B westerns, drew applause in "Kate," "Street Scene" and other musicals. Still no films have come her way. So maybe if you're a Broadway star, you should stay on Broadway.

People! Everywhere, People!

“Everywhere, people. Ah, mutiny. That’s what it is, folks, mutiny!” says The Cat That Hated People in the cartoon of the same name. Pat McGeehan (?) gives him a Jimmy Durante-like voice and he even slaps his sides like Durante.



They knock ya down.



Step on ya.



Walk on ya.



Step on ya.



Walk on ya. (Notice the recycled drawings)



Step on ya. Walk on ya. And kick ya.



The Avery unit is in transition here. Love-Abrams-Blair are gone. The credited animators are Walt Clinton, Louie Schmitt, Bill Shull and Grant Simmons.

Not Bugs

You know the gags. The rabbit has a joy buzzer and zaps the hunter with it. The rabbit honks the hunting dog’s nose. The rabbit hands a shovel to the hunting dog to dig for him, then the dog wises up. The rabbit bends the hunter’s gun so the hunter gets shot when the gun is fired.

No, we’re not talking about Bugs Bunny. We’re talking about Terry’s Bunny.



The cartoon is “The Hare and the Hounds,” a Terrytoon released February 23, 1940. Bugs first appeared five months later. Of course, Warners had several rabbit cartoons going back several years, one of which included the joy buzzer gag.

None of the characters speak, and whoever wrote it couldn’t decide if he wanted a solo smart-alec rabbit or a bunch of them. But it’s interesting to see how another studio handled Warners’ style gags.

Rochester In...

Here’s a trade ad plugging the 1943 film “Cabin in the Sky.” Everyone loved Rochester on the Jack Benny radio show, so Eddie Anderson’s character name always seemed to get into trade ads and reviews.

A Subliminal Moose

Jay Ward’s writers didn’t waste time.

‘Rocky and Bullwinkle,’ ‘Dudley Do-Right,’ ‘George of the Jungle’ and ‘Super Chicken’ may have been the funniest cartoons on TV. For one thing, they didn’t fill seven minutes like a theatrical cartoon or what Hanna-Barbera was putting out. The cartoons were half the length. That allowed Ward’s great writers to come up with joke after joke after joke, one quickly after the other, with the cartoon ending before the audience got worn out.

We don’t write much here about the studio’s cartoons because Keith Scott said it all in his book The Moose That Roared. Anyone who has ever laughed at a Jay Ward cartoon should own the book. Ward’s publicity team put together stunts that may have been crazier than anything in the cartoons. And they also made sure the press was told someone was available to be interviewed. Here’s Bill Scott talking with a syndicated columnist in 1960. The theme of “the network won’t publicise us” was not unusual in media interviews. And if you’re wondering about references to Marvin Miller and Louis Nye, Ward had several projects in development that never panned out. Super Chicken finally got on the air a number of years after Ward’s team came up with it; Nye was involved in the original version, if I recall.

This version of the column appeared in the Binghamton Press on August 20, 1960.

Rocky Is 'Subliminal' Cartoon
By CHARLES WITBECK
Special Press Writer
THE Huckleberry Hound and Quick Draw McGraw TV cartoons are big hits and receive ample publicity. Grownups know about them and many watch the series with their kids. That's fine, but there also happens to be another expertly made cartoon series featuring a squirrel and a moose, called Rocky and His Friends, on the ABC network, Tuesdays and Thursdays at 5:30 p. m.
Rocky and His Friends is called a "subliminal" cartoon series by its producers Jay Ward and Bill Scott, because apparently nobody has ever heard of it, though Rocky has been on the air since last November. General Mills, the sponsors, do not seem to care about publicizing it end are apparently happy about all the kids who do watch the show, because the publicity budget hasn't increased.
But the sponsors did try something. Rocky and Friends was put on at a later time, 7:30 p. m., in Cincinnati, Ohio, and the squirrel walked off with a whopping 30 rating. By a simple deduction the producers feel that with a time change and a little publicity, Rocky might jump into the limelight. However, no changes are in sight.
As long as the sponsors are happy, Ward and Scott are in business and trust to kids' word of mouth to turn Rocky into a draw. Their main problem is just to get the cartoons out and they go about it in a strange but commendable way.
For instance, their animating plant, with 70 workers, is situated in Mexico City. The idea, of course, was to put out shows at a lower cost. The writers think up the stories in Hollywood and the animators do the drawing below the border.
The funny thing is that it is working, not perfectly, but working. Co-producer Scott says the plant is turning out an adequate product. "It's like the story of the talking dog," Scott explained. "The wonder is not what it says, but that it talks at all.

"When we began down there," Scott continued, "the artists were wonderfully polite. Of course, they could turn out this staggering amount. Because of lack of experience there were pitfalls. Retakes were needed, but this is slowing down and the politeness and friendliness are still on a high level."
Says Scott, a former writer for Mister Magoo, Gerald McBoing-Boing and Bugs Bunny: "If we had a brilliantly trained crew, it would still require a miracle to maintain the output we really need. But we don't hire only people we like. We've even turned down money."
Scott maintains most of the people in the cartoon industry like each other. He feels it's an industry in which the kidding is on a kind level. There are a lot of "kooks" in the business, but they have big hearts.
"First of all, the people in the cartoon industry are smart," said Scott. "Secondly, they're doing satisfying work and have a chance to compete. Another pleasant thing about it is there is nothing on film that we did not put there. In no other business do you have such absolute control."
With the success of Huckleberry Hound and other cartoons, Scott feels that the TV cartoon industry can only grow. He only wonders where the new talent is going to come from.
"It should come from the kids who draw funny jokes in school magazines," said Scott. "But I haven't met any for a long time. I think those boys have become shoe salesmen or have gotten into public relations. We need them."
Most of the staff members of Jay Ward Productions have put in time at UPA, Disney, or one of the movie cartoon outfits. Co-producer Jay Ward created the first TV cartoon series, Crusader Rabbit, director Pete Burness handled many Magoo shows for UPA, and director Bob Cannon won two Academy Awards plus those from Venice, Cannes and Edinburgh.
Probably the most familiar thing about the Rocky shows is the voices. The nervous voice of Edward Everett Horton cheerfully takes over at times. Hans Conreid, Marvin Miller from The Millionaire series, Don Knotts and Louis Nye from the Steve Allen Show can be heard. Besides these names, add the two most talented "voice men" in Hollywood, Daws Butler and Paul Frees.
"Butler and Frees have as much control of-their pipes as a jet pilot does with his intricate plane," says Scott. "They never stop learning. Both sit home with tape recorders and listen to voices on TV. The next day a perfect imitation is forthcoming."
This kind of talent does seem to be wasted at 5:30 p. m. But still, better a "subliminal" show than none at all.

Patriotic Duck

Daffy Duck in Bob Clampett’s hands is either emotional or hyper-emotional. Take “Draftee Daffy,” for instance.

The little black duck lets his American patriotism fuel his reactions in one of the early scenes. He’s not overly hyper, just enthusiastic. It’s a shame there’s a lamp in the foreground and the shot is so tight because they get in the way of some of Daffy’s histrionics. You can see what I mean in some of these frames when he leaps up and back into his chair then bounces onto the floor.



The scene carries on with some quick morphing. These pairs are consecutive frames. Daffy whips out an American flag from nowhere as he sings “Hurray For the Red, White and Blue.”



He switches to “Yankee Doodle,” and switches patriotic guises at the same time.



For a line of dialogue he turns into Teddy Roosevelt.



And changes back.



Daffy’s patriotism turns out to be the let-the-other-guy-go-into-battle variety. When the man from the draft board shows up, the duck spends the rest of the cartoon in a panic trying to get away from him. He fails.

Rod Scribner gets the only animation credit.

He's Droopy, Too

“Northwest Hounded Police” was like an experiment by Tex Avery to see how many variations of his outrageous, expanding-eye take he could shove into one cartoon.

I haven’t tried counting, but here’s one from an expanded routine where the wolf, desperately trying to escape from the ubiquitous Droopy, demands a plastic surgeon to give him a new face. So he gives him Droopy’s. The horrified wolf has the plastic surgeon change it back. He’s completely satisfied until he discovers the plastic surgeon now has Droopy’s head.

Part 1 is the head shake



Part 2 is the bulging eyes followed by the red veins in the eye becoming longer.



Part 3 is when the tongue expands and wags. Here’s one drawing.



Walt Clinton is now part Avery’s unit of Preston Blair, Ray Abrams and Ed Love. The wolf is played by Frank Graham.

A Canadian Looks at Rocket Robin Hood

Canadians have many things in the entertainment world to be proud as they celebrate Canada Day today. To name one example, SCTV was one of the most brilliant shows ever made. And then there are pieces of Canadiana best left forgotten.

One of them is Rocket Robin Hood.

Yes, the show had the smooth Bernard Cowan and the very funny (under normal circumstances) Carl Banas as part of the voice cast. But after watching in horror and disbelief at the first two minutes of one show at the age of 11 or so, all I felt was sorrow for those poor kids in Canada’s hinterland who could only get the CBC and were therefore forced to watch it.

Where better to get an opinion on this Canada Day about a Canadian show on Canada’s national network than from Canada’s national magazine? Douglas Marshall reviewed Robin in the March 1968 edition of Macleans magazine. Marshall touches on the Canadian aspect, though he ignores the fact the reason Steve Krantz produced the series in Toronto is doing so cost less than animating it in New York. He also lumps the show in with other superhero cartoons, and dismisses the whole works of them. Limited animation at Hanna-Barbera’s factory is one thing. But there was no excuse for Rocket Robin Hood being as ugly, boring and stiff as it was.

A VERY UNFUNNY THING happened to television cartoons for children on the way to 1968. Bang! Zap! Pow! With flashing laser beams and crackling doomsday machines, the deadly-serious superheroes swarmed out of our pop-cultural past to win control of Saturdays.
Long gone is Huckleberry Hound, with his multi-level wit and humor. Say a melancholy prayer for those delightful cartoons that combined zany animation with educational themes. Poor Roger Ramjet, that valiant non-hero, is fighting a rear-guard action against the Neitzschean onslaught. And even the irrepressible Top Cat, perhaps the best cartoon character ever conceived for TV, is clearly on his last legs. Only the Oscar-winning Bugs Bunny, now in what seems to be his fifth season of repeats on the CBC, remains strongly entrenched to defend the cause of comedy against the invasions of gratuitous violence.
The program that immediately precedes Bugs Bunny on Saturday afternoons, Moby Dick and the Mighty Mightor, is a prime example of the cartoon world’s New Order. The plots, regurgitated by a one-cell computer in the Hanna and Barbera factory, are unbelievably moronic. The basic formula is some variation of the Clark Kent-Superman switch, followed by a five-minute burst of mayhem. Television invariably adds a junior super-hero, so kids can identify, and a cute little animation figure—monkey, seal, elephant, auk—to remind us there was once a Walt Disney.
The utter pointlessness of the super-hero cartoons is appalling. So is the poverty of imagination. The only idea that went into Mighty Mightor, for instance, was the initial brainwave: “Hey, let’s refight World War II in the stone age.” The result is a crudely animated war movie. The villains, grotesque cavemen or snarling vulture men, all look like 1940 comic-book drawings of Nazi goons. The stone-laden pterodactls zoom down like Stuka dive-bombers and the tyrannosauri reges charge like panzers. In the background are disguised flame-throwers, howitzers, machine guns and all the other artifacts of slaughter. Mightor is obviously General Eisenhower.
Don’t get the idea there is any subtle message in this. The war analogy is purely mechanical. The creators simply can’t be bothered to change last year’s scripts, which probably deal with a Sir Lancelot hero on the Normandy beachhead. The same crab-like saucer smashed by Moby Dick reappears minutes later to be smashed again by Space Ghost. After all, it takes 5,000 separate drawings to make a 30-minute show of this jerky trash, so why waste a good flying saucer profile?
Are superheroes just the latest example of degenerate American values?

One more attempt by the damyankees to corrupt clean Canadian kids, you say? Think again. The start with, many of the superhero sound tracks are produced in Toronto and the voices belong to well-known Canadian actors. Submariner, for instance, is none other than Wojeck’s earthy John Vernon. Max (Rawhide) Ferguson played The Hulk, Jack Creley is Mighty Thor (not to be confused with Mighty Mightor) and Captain America is played by Toronto radio announcer Keith Rich.
What’s more, the latest Canadian superhero, the CBC’s Rocket Robin Hood, is an all-Canadian program animated in Toronto by Allen and Claire Guest. The 30-minute series (there will be 52 episodes) is probably the most widely distributed Canadian TV program in history. Rocket Robin Hood is currently being shows in the United States and is scheduled for Britain, Australia and South Africa. A French version is going out on the CBC French network. A Spanish version is being prepared for South America.
Canadians can console themselves that Rocket Robin, an intergalactic protector of the poor, is the least offensive of the superheroes. But that’s not saying much. The series was commissioned by New York distributor Stephen Krantz. He chose Canada for the production because it gives the program 100-percent Canadian content (making it easier to sell here) and qualifies as 50 percent British content in Britain. One happy result is that the Guests now employ 140 artists and have the third-largest animation studio on the continent.
Claire Guest tried to persuade Krantz that Canadians could write imaginative scripts and would be able to work more closely with the artists. Krantz turned the idea down. “So all the scripts are written in the States and they’re garbage,” Guest admits. “I think the superhero genre has been overworked and will soon die. Human beings are three times more difficult to cartoon than animals and it’s all just talk, talk, talk.”
It’s also all pow, pow, pow. The repetition is so monotonous that it’s hard to believe anyone over the age of six wouldn’t be bored to tears. And many pre-school children I know simply won’t watch superheroes. They say the programs are nasty. So who does the CBC think is enjoying Rocket Robin Hood? The corporation, which bought the series when it was still only an idea, won’t release ratings. But unofficial figures show that some 600,000, two thirds of them children, are tuning in. Which is sad indeed.
Al Guest says he is anxious to return to cartooning animals. The sooner the better. Meanwhile, if Rocket Robin Hood is being broadcast just because of its Canadian content, I’d sooner have my children watch reruns of Hatch’s Mill. It should have been shown on Saturday afternoons in the first place.