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Dicking Around

Dick Huemer has been on my mind a lot lately. It was springboarded by reading the wonderful tome from Classic Comics Press, The Adventures of Buck O’Rue, a complete labor of love by Dr. Richard Huemer (Huemer’s son) and Germund von Wowern. Anyone with an inkling interest in animation and comics history should not hesitate to buy this. (And buy it from CCP, not Amazon!)

Buck O’Rue didn’t even have a two year-run, but that’s because the strip never found its market, not because it was weak. Huemer’s writing is beyond charismatic and entertaining. The serio-comedy western reads like a smarter, more likable version of Al Capp’s Li’l Abner, with a hint of Walt Kelly’s Pogo for good measure. While not in that league, the strip is certainly worthy of any fan’s time.

Former Disney animator Paul Murry drew the strip. I’ve actually always hated Murry’s art for the Disney comic books. While he drew some decent stuff early on, it was his ugly, mushy, and wordy Mickey Mouse stories that were always shoved in my face in various reprints. It got under my skin and made my flesh crawl. Having read the Buck O’Rue book in its entirety, I think his career was completely wasted drawing Mickey – this is the kind of stuff he was born to draw. Creepy, gangly humans, buxom girls, and the occasional stupid animal. I am often claustrophobic looking at the compositions in Murry’s Disney art, but not here. Just fantastic cartooning.

No shittin', boys, this character's gonna make us MILLIONS.

From left to right, that’s Jack Carr, Sid Marcus, and Huemer with the ill-fated character Toby the Pup for RKO. Harry McCracken is obsesso over another creation all three men were involved with for Columbia Pictures: little boy Scrappy. His old site Scappyland is now a blog, and I urge you to go over and give it the once over. Not just for the priceless photos of useless Scrappy paraphernalia, but the absolute history on display.

I once derided this series when I was assembling a collection of every theatrical era cartoon I could get my hands on. Since then, I have come to love the ones done when Huemer was directing. The best Scrappys and Tobys (which would be all of the surviving ones I’ve seen) are the best and funniest of the pre-code sound era, outside of the Fleischers. As far as I know, only Harry and Steve Stanchfield may feel the same way.

Harry also reminded me that the 1968 and 1969 Dick Huemer oral history conducted by Joe Adamson is available in its entirety on the UCLA website. Save it to your harddrive while you can. This is essential reading. Huemer lived the history of animation and tells stories of the medium’s beginnings in New York to Disney in its Golden Age with great accuracy and personal detail. There’s also two great “Huemeresque” columns from Funnyworld available on Michael Barrier’s site: “Ted Sears” and “The Battle of Washington”.

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The Only Reaction is the Right Reaction

Screening classic animation from my 16mm collection is a continual learning experience for me. At this year’s Mid-Atlantic Nostalgia Convention in Hunt Valley, MD, I thought it would be interesting to put together a few reels highlighting that very bizarre world of 1940s Screen Gems cartoons. After about an hour and ten minutes of cartoons like these…

… the silence became absolutely deafening. As I switched the projector off and the event room was in near darkness, one of the brave under-ten girls there to see what she thought would be funny cartoons shouted: “Is it over?!”

Lesson learned: general audiences often do have it right. The next day’s ‘variety’ show that I assembled, which kicked off with the restored Popeye Meets Ali Baba’s Forty Thieves and included What’s Buzzin’ Buzzard?, I Taw a Putty Tat, House Busters, Rabbit’s Feat, and Half-Baked Alaska, was more warmly received.

By comparison, the Screen Gems cartoons can only be fully appreciated with a group of animatophiles and a supply of alcohol. Don’t make the same mistake I did.

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Speaking of alcohol, we also took a side-trip into Baltimore to visit the home of Edgar Allen Poe. The surrounding area is described as “urban” by the foundation’s website, and visitors are advised to not leave any valuables in their cars, in spite of a security guard present on the streets at all times. (I wish I had gotten a photo of the Baltimore cop straight out of a crime drama patrolling and swinging his billy club.) Fortunately, the home is well-preserved and it’s certainly worth the paltry four-dollar admission to see a piece of literary history. (That’s Poe’s bedroom pictured here.)

What an endlessly fascinating figure Poe was, a shining example of the best American culture has to offer. It’d be fitting if his extraordinary life story was appropriately adapted to film. Michael Sporn tried raising some money earlier this year to get his production of an animated Poe biography going, and I only hope he one day finishes it. Certainly no other living filmmaker could do Poe the justice he deserves.

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“Me disguised as myself!” (This one’s for Dhave)

Lord, am I tired. But it’s a good tired. I was chatting with David Gerstein this evening, one of the few opportunities I have where it’s socially acceptable to geek out over what I love most. The conversation, of course, turned to Disney comics, and specifically what we’d like to run if anyone in America ever picks up the license again.

As long-time readers of this site know, I readily admit to not being a fan of many of the Disney animated cartoons. Beyond the 1930s, very little of them engage me in any capacity. The Disney comic books, on the other hand, resonate with me in a completely different way. In the absence of having to shoehorn faux-Chaplin acting via overlong, unfunny sequences, the comic medium forced the creators to cut to the chase. A refreshingly enjoyable method of storytelling evolved out of this system, and is still alive and well to this date (outside of North America, naturally).

As everyone knows, the man who flourished most spectacularly was Carl Barks. He was someone who understood the complexities of humanity and could deliver incredibly multi-layered, adult stories in a simplistic manner that engaged children. While endlessly entertaining on their own, the Barks Duck stories are not the only Disney comics worth reading. They are inarguably the best, but there is no denying that the ‘other’ guys are part of the Disney comics experience. I’ve discussed Floyd Gottfredson’s newspaper strips numerous times, and had the pleasure of contributing some write-ups to the upcoming Fantagraphics volume coming out in October. His spritely and charismatic interpretation of Mickey Mouse was beyond anything of the Disney animators’ grasp (and I include Freddie Moore in this, sorry, guys).

This post is about neither Mickey nor Donald, however. It’s about the quirky “Wolf” universe that emerged as one of the longest running secondary features in Walt Disney’s Comics & Stories in 1945. You might remember that the Big Bad Wolf in Disney’s animated Three Little Pigs cartoons had three look-a-like sons; savage hellions animated with flair by Norm Ferguson.

There was no mistaking those guys for the titular character of the Li’l Bad Wolf strip, originated by artist/writer Carl Buettner and editor Chase Craig. Big Bad was given the moniker of Zeke Wolf, and his offspring reduced to a single entity. The strip was a classic example of the “sonny is different from daddy” routine, with Li’l [Come to think of it, did Li’l Bad Wolf have an actual first name? Or did Zeke really name him “Li’l”?] always failing to follow in Zeke’s footsteps: he wants to do good deeds, go to school, and worst, be friends with the Three Little Pigs.

It sounds like the perfect scenario for a classic horror mag or an issue of MAD: a father trying to kill and eat his son’s playmates. Regrettably, the Western cartoonists played this straight, with zero satire, for many years. Zeke himself is the epitomization of Rural White America for kids: he is considered an utter failure and despised by the entire forest community, which only proves in his mind that he’s a successful Big Bad Wolf. Sounds familiar.

The strip was no Barks Donald or Stanley Lulu, but at its best, it was quite funny and certainly several notches above standard Dell fare. For this jaded reader, once I finished the Wolf story in a back issue of WDC&S (which was normally printed immediately after the Barks ten-pager), it was time to put the comic away and move on to something else.

The best of the Wolf cartoonists was Gil Turner, who wrote and drew dozens of the stories in the late 1940s and 1950s. He was an animator for Friz Freleng at Schlesinger’s for a number of years and obviously learned everything he knew about drawing these characters from Pigs in a Polka and Little Red Riding Rabbit, rather than the ‘approved’ Disney model sheets.

This is as fine an example of Turner’s work as any and has never been reprinted in America, hence why I chose to highlight it. I don’t know if it’s Turner’s script, though it certainly reads like one of his. It might be what the hip scholars of today call “meta”: Zeke tries to crash Li’l Wolf’s school play of Little Red Riding Hood by dressing as – the wolf.

For better or worse, here’s the story as it appeared in Walt Disney’s Comics & Stories #104 (May 1949).

I do not apologize for this post. See you next month.

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Post Box Bunny

Amidst wrapping things up on my Ren & Stimpy book and various freelance gigs, this blog has once again fallen wayside. In lieu of substantial postings, here is a rarity: the only time Walt Kelly professionally drew Bugs Bunny that I’m aware of. From Looney Tunes & Merrie Melodies Comics #24, October 1943. Tune in next month to see the time Carl Barks drew a comic strip of Woody Woodpecker teaching kids how to send time bombs to your congressman.

7/27/12 UPDATE: It wasn’t the only time Kelly drew Bugs. See Michael Barrier’s comment.

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