Hey gang, Anime Hell returns to Eyesore Cinema's back room screening room Saturday July 21 for an evening of 80s OAV excitement with three of Japan's best Original Video Animations! Plus 80s trailers and assorted 80s videos to make this an 80s evening that will be like the 80s never went away, which I suppose for some people they didn't.
The fun starts at 8, admission is only three bucks, and we'll have drinks and water to keep those dehydration demons away. See you Saturday! That's Eyesore Cinema, 1176 Bloor St West, Toronto Ontario Canada!
Fred Crippen (1928-2018) Animator, Designer, Director.
Born in Michigan, he attended Michigan State and served in the Marine Corps before moving to New York City, where he worked for Shamus Culhane Productions and UPA-New York. During a layoff, Crippen earned some money by repainting the UPA studio. In 1955, he was invited to join the Burbank studio and work on The Boing-Boing Show. Crippen animated and/or directed many of the most distinctive pieces on the show, sometimes in collaboration with Ernest Pintoff, Jimmy Murakami, and John Whitney. In 1958, Crippen left UPA to form Pantomime Pictures, which created television shows and commercials for over fifty years.
And since I know you only came here for THIS, here you go!
Travel back to a time when music, arcades and movies were at their hottest and animation was still treated like a second class citizen!
Technically this one's from '83 but showed up halfway during the last season, I'm sure it didn't help matters that they couldn't get "Bo" and "Luke" for this until the second season worth of episodes.
And there you have it, a waste of your time watching products of a wasted childhood!
OK, let me tell you a story about when this first aired.
In 1983 I was in 2nd~3rd grade. Yes, that makes me old. Shut up.
But anyway, this is the shadow that me and my generation grew up under. Sure, we had "tornado" drills all the time (growing up in Texas), but lining up the hallway and facing a wall, with your hands over the back of your neck, is just a way of making the bodies easier to count. Protecting your face was just a way of giving your folks something intact to kiss good-bye.
When this aired, I remember that all us kids had a PARTY. We all went over to someone's house and there was cake and ice-cream and games and we had a grand old time, even though it wasn't anyone's birthday. We thought this was just fine, but we didn't know any better. We were just kids.
What was really going on was all our parents (except the ones hosting the party) were at someone else's house, watching this made-for-TV movie. They were taping it and talking about it and deciding if us kids were going to get to see it and how they were going to talk about it.
And I remember that I didn't get to see it until some time much later.
One of my coworkers is from Ukraine and he told me this was the first American movie they got to see after the wall fell. I guess it's a kind of propaganda, a message of "If we had done this, they would have lost." I don't know how I feel about it now.
Anyway, set a little time aside for yourself to watch this. It's not good, per se, but it did help shape a generation. It might help you to understand why some of your older coworkers are a little antsy. You might want to talk about it with your parents or your kids. The message here seems more clear now than it was when I was a kid.
No one wins a war like this. Make sure it never comes to this.
Been a while since I posted here, well I found an oldie of my childhood I'm sure is completely forgotten by all. A rare series where submitted stories from children are interpreted by grown adults on a multi-purpose stage! From the heydays of the first cable network for kids!
Yes, I know I'm starting with part two. You can go back and watch the introduction if you like, but it doens't add anything to the flick.
Watching this, I think about all those guys who do impersonations and how no one does a Peter Ustinov. Pity that. Maybe Peter Serafinowicz has one hidden in his repertoire, but I've not heard it.
Alexander Stitt of Abra Cadabra fame is our animator here. The film is based on the book by John Gardner, which you probably had assigned to you if you were in AP English. There's ten parts total, several songs, and a strangely sad ending.
At the very least, it's in modern English and there's no Crispin Glover.
