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Showing posts with label Pinky and the Brain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pinky and the Brain. Show all posts
Dec 21, 2017
The 40 Years of Comics Project - Day 1030: Pinky and the Brain Christmas Special #1, January 1996
An admission: the Pinky and the Brain Christmas Special television show is one of the few Christmas specials that makes me cry every time. I love these little mice, and their discovery (well, The Brain's discovery) of the meaning of Christmas gets me every time.
He's not quite as open-minded in today's comic, but that's okay. Sometimes a mouse just has to take over the world.
I'm not certain what it is, but the P&B comics just don't grab me the same way that the television series did. It could be the lack of voice - so much of these characters is bound up in the voices we hear. I can't imagine someone reading this comic who has never heard the TV series - what would the Brain sound like? And Pinky? And his "Narf"s?
Perhaps one day the Brain will find a Christmas plan that doesn't involve infiltrating Santa's workshop. This is twice now it hasn't worked out for him.
To be continued.
Aug 15, 2016
The 40 Years of Comics Project - Day 537: Animaniacs #1, May 1995
After reading this comic this morning, I decided to have a quick look at the history of the Animaniacs television show. It's credited with being a part of something called the "animation renaissance" of the late 80s and early 90s, that time when television started realizing the potential that the animated medium has. It might seem obvious to us now, as with comics, that this medium has the ability to tell complex and satisfying stories, but it hasn't always been so.
I've loved Animaniacs, and specifically Pinky and the Brain, for longer than I've been a father, and about as long as I've been married. I realized that this comic is actually 21 years old this year, which I find stunning. The lead story features my favourite genetically altered lab mice, and, lack of cellphones and Facebook references aside, it's a remarkably fresh tale. The comic takes after its cartoon predecessor in offering not only amusing sight-gags that might appeal to a younger demographic, but also intelligent comedy for those of us who enjoy a bit of satire and wit in their anthropomorphic animal stories. The Warner siblings tale that follows is a bit more on the nose, but still enjoyable. The only sticking point I had with this comic is the last tale, a historical piece starring the Warners and Christopher Columbus. While these historical insertions were a staple of the series, the utter lack of critique of Columbus' role in the "discovery" of the Americas really does point to a certain agedness of the comic. But, as with the horrendous racism of Barks' otherwise brilliant Duck comics, we have to use moments like this to recognize the absences and abuses that have dogged the history of the North American continent.
Quite a different read from my Batman stuff of the last few months. Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings! Onward.
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