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Nov. 3rd, 2002 11:16 pmYesterday I worked on my strange & interesting ICCB project (though you wouldn't know it to look at the thing right now), and blew today reading fiction and watching cartoons. The lameness continues tomorrow morning as I cut work in order to scramble after my car-saving opportunity. Wish me luck.
Well, I did put a couple of hours into Book, tidying up the XML and sizing up the task of redoing all the figures. Through some Perl & XML incantations (see, it is useful), I reduced the number of reshoots I must perform to... the low hundreds. Sigh.
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fweegan. I watched Samurai Jack for the first time this weekend, after she mentioned it elsewhere. It's pretty good, and the very first Cartoon Network show I have seen, modulo Space Ghost at other people's houses in years past. Now I must watch all the others.
But they didn't show any others after that, instead airing an hour of Chuck Jones and Tex Avery. Among the latter was "Symphony in Slang", one of my favorite cartoons ever from my littlekidhood. Seeing it again with a friend who had not seen it before, here was a happy thing.
The funniest thing about Popeye cartoons is the sound. The dialog sounds like a bunch of people goofing around in a recording studio, practically making up the lines as they go, and very reluctant to stop continually making noise.
The really old Popeyes, I mean. Not the crappy ones I saw on Saturday mornings as a kid. Boy, they sucked. Actually, most new cartoons did at that time. How did U.S. TV animation go from decades of nearly complete suckage to a dozen-and-counting years of great stuff (and more suckage, but not so overwhelming in quantity)? I suppose it's a combination of cable TV, and a couple of shows breaking through (I'm thinking of Simpsons and Ren & Stimpy) which encouraged owners of increasingly diverse networks to take more risks and accept pitches for groundbreaking and intelligent shows which, I bet, existed as ideas during that whole drought, but were one and all rejected, since they weren't as safe as Jabberjaw or, uh, that one with the grown-up Flintstone babies in it, eurgh.
Cartoons are very very important to me.
Well, I did put a couple of hours into Book, tidying up the XML and sizing up the task of redoing all the figures. Through some Perl & XML incantations (see, it is useful), I reduced the number of reshoots I must perform to... the low hundreds. Sigh.
Happy birthday,
fweegan. I watched Samurai Jack for the first time this weekend, after she mentioned it elsewhere. It's pretty good, and the very first Cartoon Network show I have seen, modulo Space Ghost at other people's houses in years past. Now I must watch all the others. But they didn't show any others after that, instead airing an hour of Chuck Jones and Tex Avery. Among the latter was "Symphony in Slang", one of my favorite cartoons ever from my littlekidhood. Seeing it again with a friend who had not seen it before, here was a happy thing.
The funniest thing about Popeye cartoons is the sound. The dialog sounds like a bunch of people goofing around in a recording studio, practically making up the lines as they go, and very reluctant to stop continually making noise.
The really old Popeyes, I mean. Not the crappy ones I saw on Saturday mornings as a kid. Boy, they sucked. Actually, most new cartoons did at that time. How did U.S. TV animation go from decades of nearly complete suckage to a dozen-and-counting years of great stuff (and more suckage, but not so overwhelming in quantity)? I suppose it's a combination of cable TV, and a couple of shows breaking through (I'm thinking of Simpsons and Ren & Stimpy) which encouraged owners of increasingly diverse networks to take more risks and accept pitches for groundbreaking and intelligent shows which, I bet, existed as ideas during that whole drought, but were one and all rejected, since they weren't as safe as Jabberjaw or, uh, that one with the grown-up Flintstone babies in it, eurgh.
Cartoons are very very important to me.