“We interrupt your regularly-scheduled program to bring you a flight of fancy free.”
Dr. Seuss. SS. Theodor Seuss Geisel.
If the PhD proves too difficult–too stultifying, then just drop out. Right?
David H. DePatie. Friz [sic] Freleng.
Allan Sherman is great as the voice of the title character. The eponymous feline.
But most interesting is the fish: Karlos K. Krinklebein.
You can’t make this shit up.
Perhaps it’s Carlos…
In any case, it’s Daws Butler voicing the goldfish.
Directed by Hawley Pratt (who graduated from the Pratt Institute in Brooklyn).
Again with the not making of the shit up.
But most important are the readymade, pre-reified Thing 1 and Thing 2.
Woe unto Thurl Ravenscroft for voicing merely one Thing (Thing 1, mind you!).
He was Tony the Tiger.
The dumbest, most genius tagline ever.
Thou canst not maketh up such as this…on the 400th year of our laird.
The Grinch stole Christmas in 1966. Right there on CBS.
Thurl crooned “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch” and became doubly immortal.
Never underestimate Tony the Tiger.
Or the Tourette’s Guy.
Anthony L. Six.
A weird last name.
Back to the cat…our composer Dean Elliott.
Eleven years after composing the score for Sex Kittens Go to College, he was in the animation business (more or less).
To go from Mijanou Bardot (Brigitte’s sister) to the moss-covered three-handled family credenza.
Credenza…altar for food of the elite. Most elite. Papal.
With faith (belief), the food taster. Not discriminating flavor. Checking poison.
Mamie Van Doren and Tuesday Weld. Back to the (sex) kittens.
It’s the real deal. Chuck Jones. Producer.
Sympathy. And Yerself is Steam.
It’s mania. It’s depression.
Are you experienced? (¿With backmasking)
That’s the sombrero psychedelia.
chapka in a shlyapa.