Tuesday, December 10, 2013

The Laws of Cartoon Physics


When writing about Toons in a human world, everything has to be consistent Toonwise, or the reader will swiftly lose interest.  When I was writing the original Who Censored Roger Rabbit? I spent years coming up with a list very similar to this one.  I should have waited and let real scientists do my research for me! 
 
The Cartoon Laws of Physics

(Originally "O'Donnell's Laws of Cartoon Motion", Esquire, 6/80)
[often quoted from "IEEE Institute", 10/94; V.18 #7 p.12]
(Anonymous comments on the main laws that did not appear in the original are marked with parenthesis.)
I: Any body suspended in space will remain in space until made aware of its situation.

Daffy Duck steps off a cliff, expecting further pastureland. He loiters in midair, soliloquizing flippantly, until he chances to look down. At this point, the familiar principle of 32 feet per second per second takes over.

(Exception: This does not apply to cool characters who've never studied law.)

(Appendum: Any species capable of flight, upon distraction of vertigo, will lose ability of flight. Conversely, any two feathers held in each hand and waved will (temporarily) give flight to any character that does so.)

II: Any body in motion will tend to remain in motion until solid matter intervenes suddenly.

Whether shot from a cannon or in hot pursuit on foot, cartoon characters are so absolute in their momentum that only a telephone pole or an outsize boulder retards their forward motion absolutely. Sir Isaac Newton called this sudden termination of motion the stooge's surcease.

III: Any body passing through solid matter will leave a perforation conforming to its perimeter.

Also called the silhouette of passage, this phenomenon is the speciality of victims of directed-pressure explosions and of reckless cowards who are so eager to escape that they exit directly through the wall of a house, leaving a cookie-cutout-perfect hole. The threat of skunks or matrimony often catalyzes this reaction.

IV: The time required for an object to fall twenty stories is greater than or equal to the time it takes for whoever knocked it off the ledge to spiral down twenty flights to attempt to capture it unbroken.

Such an object is inevitably priceless, the attempt to capture it inevitably unsuccessful.

V: All principles of gravity are negated by fear.

Psychic forces are sufficient in most bodies for a shock to propel them directly away from the earth's surface. A spooky noise or an adversary's signature sound will induce motion upward, usually to the cradle of a chandelier, a treetop, or the crest of a flagpole. The feet of a character who is running or the wheels of a speeding auto need never touch the ground, especially when in flight.

VI: As speed increases, objects can be in several places at once.

This is particularly true of tooth-and-claw fights, in which a character's head may be glimpsed emerging from the cloud of altercation at several places simultaneously. This effect is common as well among bodies that are spinning or being throttled.

A `wacky' character has the option of self-replication only at manic high speeds and may ricochet off walls to achieve the velocity required.

VII: Certain bodies can pass through solid walls painted to resemble tunnel entrances; others cannot.

This trompe l'oeil inconsistency has baffled generations, but at least it is known that whoever paints an entrance on a wall's surface to trick an opponent will be unable to pursue him into this theoretical space.

The painter is flattened against the wall when he attempts to follow into the painting. This is ultimately a problem of art, not of science.

(Corollary: Portable holes work.)

VIII: Any violent rearrangement of feline matter is impermanent.

Cartoon cats possess even more deaths than the traditional nine lives might comfortably afford. They can be decimated, spliced, splayed, accordion-pleated, spindled, or disassembled, but they cannot be destroyed. After a few moments of blinking self pity, they reinflate, elongate, snap back, or solidify.

Corollary: A cat will assume the shape of its container.

(Corollary 2: Cartoons cats have the uncanny ability to emit piano sounds when their teeth are transformed into piano keys after having a piano dropped on them.)

IX: Everything falls faster than an anvil.

Examples too numerous to mention from the Roadrunner cartoons.

X: For every vengeance there is an equal and opposite revengeance.

This is the one law of animated cartoon motion that also applies to the physical world at large. For that reason, we need the relief of watching it happen to a duck instead.



Additions added by Internet circulators

(Ed Bell, Syed Towheed, Dave Williams, and others)

  If a tree falls on a character, it results in a partially elastic collision, repeatedly bouncing off their head until they are driven into the ground.

  It is possible for fire to spread by becoming temporarily animate.

  Any alligator, when punched, will fly up in the air returning to the ground as a nice set of matched luggage or perhaps as a nifty pair of boots.

  Objects launched into the air need not follow parabolic trajectories.

  Intelligence is inversely proportional to body size.

  Firearms are relatively ineffectual weapons (unless, of course, your intent is to blacken someones face, make it difficult for them to drink, and hold, water, or remove bills or feathers).

  Drawings are real as long as you're not aware they're drawings.

  A 'toon's GI-tract will always expand linearly in proportion to the object being swallowed regardless of the object's size.

  A vehicle's speed is limited only by the size of the numbers written on the speedometer.

  Pretending one is stepping on brakes is as good as having them.

  Holes are moveable.

  Drawings and constructs warp reality so as to encompass them. This warping of reality often does not extend to the artist or builder.

Amendments

A sharp object will always propel a character upward.
When poked (usually in the buttocks) with a sharp object (usually a pin), a character will defy gravity by shooting straight up, with great velocity.

The laws of object permanence are nullified for "cool" characters.
Characters who are intended to be "cool" can make previously nonexistent objects appear from behind their backs at will. For instance, the Road Runner can materialize signs to express himself without speaking.

Explosive weapons cannot cause fatal injuries.
They merely turn characters temporarily black and smoky.

Gravity is transmitted by slow-moving waves of large wavelengths.
Their operation can be witnessed by observing the behavior of a canine suspended over a large vertical drop. Its feet will begin to fall first, causing its legs to stretch. As the wave reaches its torso, that part will begin to fall, causing the neck to strech. As the head begins to fall, tension is released and the canine will resume its regular proportions until such time as it strikes the ground.

Dynamite is spontaneously generated in "C-spaces" (spaces in which cartoon laws hold).
The process is analogous to steady-state theories of the universe which postulated that the tensions involved in maintianing a space would cause the creation of hydrogen from nothing. Dynamite quanta are quite large (stick sized) and unstable (lit). Such quanta are attracted to psychic forces generated by feelings of distress in "cool" characters (see Amendment B, which may be a special case of this law), who are able to use said quanta to their advantage. One may imagine C-spaces where all matter and energy result from primal masses of dynamite exploding. A big bang indeed.

Any bag, sack, purse, etc. possessed by a cool character is a tesseract - any number of objects of any size may be placed in it or removed from it with no change in its outer dimensions.

Characters can spin around and change into any set of clothes appropriate to the situation.

Rabbits can dig a burrow from here to there in less than 20 seconds and emerge spotlessly clean.

Movements are accompanied by funny sound effects.

Especially eye blinks, which usually are accompanied by xylophone or or other percussive noise type tinkles with each blink.

Vehicle Uncertainty Principle:

A vehicle travelling along a straight path which extends to the horizon uninterrupted remains in state of indeterminacy-- existing invisibly at all points along the road simultaneously-- until its waveform is collapsed by a villain entering the road. This causes the vehicle to coalesce into an observable form at that location, maintaining high velocity. Classical cartoon physics take over at this point.

RDB translation into plain English: As soon as Wile E. Coyote steps into the road, the bus appears to run him down.



"Rules we obeyed in the Coyote/Road Runner Series"

From an autobiography of Chuck Young, creator of the Road Runner cartoons ("Chuck Amuck: The Life And Times Of An Animated Cartoonist", and "That's All Folks: The Art Of Warner Bros. Animation". Copyrights and trademarks C. Jones et Warner Bros)

1. The Road Runner cannot harm the coyote except by going "Beep Beep!"

2. No outside force can harm the Coyote-only his own ineptitude or the failure of the ACME products.

3. The Coyote could stop anytime -- IF he were not a fanatic. "A fanatic is one who redoubles his effort when he has forgotten his aim" -George Santayana.

4. No dialogue ever, except "Beep Beep!"

5. The road Runner must stay on the road -- otherwise, logically, he would not be called Road Runner.

6. All Action must be confined to the natural environment of the two characters -- the Southwest American desert.

7. All material, tools, weapons, or mechanical conveniences must be obtained from the ACME Corporation.

8. Whenever possible, make gravity the Coyote's greatest enemy.

9. The Coyote is always more humiliated than harmed by his failures.

10. The audience's sympathy must remain with the Coyote.

 

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Walter Windchill Interviews Eddie Valiant's Dog Mutt

CUE POMPOUS SYMPHONIC ORCHESTRA MUSIC. BRING UP SOUNDS OF TYPEWRITER, TELEGRAPH KEY, TRAIN WHEELS, AIRPLANE ENGINE, SHIP’S HORN.  FADE OUT TO:

WALTER WINDCHILL:


Walter Windchill
Good evening to all my loyal listeners from North to South, East to West, up to down, and points in between. This is gossip columnist Walter Windchill, the coldest man in Toontown.  Brrrrr-oadcasting live on location.
 
I’m here tonight in Toontown's fabulous Kennel Club.  The prime prowling spot for Toontown's top dogs.

At the tables around me I see some of dogdom's most lustrous stars.  There's Lassie, Rin Tin Tin, Bullet, Toto, Tramp, Benji, Underdog, Odie, Pluto, Scooby Doo,  Petey, Old Yeller, Nana, Snoopy, White Fang, Buck, and, at a long banquet table in the corner, a hundred and one Dalmations.

I'm sitting here with the latest addition to this august pack of fabulously famous fury four-legged factotums. None other than Eddie Valiant's  Toon puppy Mutt.  Welcome, Mutt, to Toontown Through A Keyhole.
Eddie Valiant's Puppy Mutt
 

SOUND OF TAIL WAGGING

MUTT:

Woof!

WALTER WINDCHILL:

You've become quite a well-known pooch.  Just as Rin Tin Tin was heralded as "The Dog That Saved Hollywood," you're being called "The Pup That Rescued Toontown."

SOUND OF WINDCHILL'S WAITER DELIVERING PLATE OF RAW STEAK.

SOUND OF MUTT EYE-BALLING MEAT

MUTT:

Grrrrr.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Oh, I'm sorry. I should have ordered you something.  Waiter.  Could you bring my friend, oh, I don't know, how about a dog biscuit?

MUTT:

Grrrr.

 
WALTER WINDCHILL:

Make that TWO dog buiscuits.

SOUND OF MUTT RAISING AN EYEBROW IN A  SHOW OF SILENT CONTEMPT

WALTER WINDCHILL:

What was it like co-starring in a movie with Roger Rabbit and Gary Cooper?

MUTT:

Ruff.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Rough.  Yes, I can well imagine. Those are two of the biggest stars in the movies.  I also understand you're on the cover of bad boy author Gary K. Wolf's new opus Who Wacked Roger Rabbit? Your photo was very professionally lighted and shot.  Can I ask?  Who was the photographer?



MUTT:

Arf!

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Ah, yes.  I thought the work looked familiar.  Arnie Arf.  I've seen his snaps on the cover of Life, Look, and Doggie Digest. You're being touted as a leading candidate for next year's Toonie Award in the category of Most Adorable Puppy.  How do you rate your chances on a scale of one to ten?

SOUND OF MUTT PAWING FIVE TIMES ON TABLE.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Fifty-fifty. You're a very modest mutt.  I'd have gone higher.

SOUND OF WINDCHILL PAWING NINE TIMES ON TABLE.

MUTT:

Arrrrrr.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

You're welcome! It's been a real pleasure, Mutt.  I'm sure we'll be seeing lots more of you as the saga of Eddie Valiant and Roger Rabbit continues.



 

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Valiant To Pig - "Let's talk turkey!"

This is Eddie Valiant, Private Eye.  These are a few of my  notes on the strange affair I'm calling "Who Wacked Roger Rabbit?"

Eddie Valiant
Private Detective

I been involved with plenty of screwy cases.  You hang around with Toons long enough, screwy cases come with the territory. I can't remember any case more topsy turvy than this one.

I been hanging out here in Toontown for a couple of days now.  Body guarding big time movie star Gary Cooper who's making a movie in T-Town call Hi, Toon!  The flicker's an action/adventure buddy comedy co-starring Roger Rabbit.  So I don't need to tell you that this is not gonna be high art. Unless your idea of culture is watching a bunch of bozos cracking wise and shooting each other with squirt guns.

During my investigation, I came to know a honey of a blonde. Honey Graham, that's her name.  She's got more curves than the road into Laurel Canyon.  Problem is, she's taken up with some bad company.  Her boyfriend, a swine name of Willy Prosciutto.

Willy P controls the rackets in Toontown.  And by that I don't mean the stupid ZOIKS, BONGS, WHOOPEES, and CLANGGGGS that Toons are always using for comic effect. I mean the real rackets.  The illegal gambling, the drugs, the hootch, the money laundering.  And the biggie.  The murders.

Somebody cacked a clown in Toontown.  They did it on my watch.  I'm not letting anybody get away with that.  Especially not a swine like Willy P.

What's worse, Willy P's been using his girlfriend Honey for a punching bag.

In my book, that's nearly as bad as murder.

I got info from a reliable source that Willy P's at The Slop House, one of Toontown's most famous eateries.  For Thanksgiving, they specialize in the "All You Can Gobble Buffet." 

Toontown Crime Boss
 Willy Prosciutto Hogging Out At Thanksgiving.

Willy can gobble with the best.  He's inside right now .  I'm going in to talk turkey with him.

I'm gonna fry that pig's bacon.

Stick around.  I'll let you know what happens.



Sunday, November 24, 2013

Why Is Private Eye Guy Eddie Valiant Dressed Like A Gorilla?

CUE POMPOUS SYMPHONIC ORCHESTRA MUSIC. BRING UP SOUNDS OF TYPEWRITER, TELEGRAPH KEY, TRAIN WHEELS, AIRPLANE ENGINE, SHIP’S HORN.  FADE OUT TO:

WALTER WINDCHILL:


Walter Windchill
Good evening to all my loyal listeners from North to South, East to West, up to down, and points in between. This is gossip columnist Walter Windchill, the coldest man in Toontown.  Brrrrr-oadcasting live on location.
 
To recap the latest action for you.

I’m here outside the Toontown Hippodrome, site of Toontown's major hoopla, the annual Toonie Awards. The Toonies recognize the year's best performances in cartoons.

Just moments ago, Toon glamour puss Honey Graham came running out of the Hippo with a big mouse under her eye.  And I'm not talking Mickey. This was the big, red, swollen kind of mouse that comes hand delivered.

Immediately after Honey emerged, puffy eyed and crying, who should come running out of the Hippo but Private Eye Eddie Valiant.  This time, instead of gumshoes, Eddie is wearing gorilla feet.  And the rest of a gorilla costume, as well.

SOUND OF WINDCHILL WILDLY WAVING HIS ARMS

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Hey Eddie.  Eddie Valiant.  Over hear.

SOUND OF SIMPLE STUBBY SIMIAN SWIFTLY SWAYING SIDEWAYS


Eddie Valiant At The Toonie Awards
 
EDDIE VALIANT:

Oooga Booga.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

You might want to remove your head.

FUNNY TINNY TOONY SOUND OF GORILLA HEAD POPPING OFF  GORILLA BODY

EDDIE VALIANT:

Yeah, you're right, Walter. That does make talking easier.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

I must ask, Eddie.  What gives with the gorilla get up?

EDDIE VALIANT:

As you know, I'm here in Toontown body guarding Gary Cooper.  Cooper's attending the Toonie awards tonight.  So I had to go, too.  It's a formal affair.  Roger Rabbit told me I would have to wear a monkey suit.  I assumed by that he meant a tuxedo.  You think eventually I would learn.  When a Toon says monkey suit, a Toon means a monkey suit.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Why did you come running out of there all hot and bothered?  Some juicy piece of gossip I ought to know about?

EDDIE VALIANT:

I'm looking for Honey Graham.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

She came running out just before you did.  She appeared a bit the worse for wear.

EDDIE VALIANT:

That's an understatement.  Her swine of a boyfriend, Willy Prosciutto, used her head for a punching bag.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

That's awful.

EDDIE VALIANT:

You can say that again.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

That's awful.

EDDIE VALIANT:

Are you sure you don't have some Toon blood in you someplace?  Anyway, I know these  wack-a-doodle Toons play fast and loose with the fisticuffs.  Always smacking and poking and bopping one another.  I'll tell you one thing.  Ain't nobody hits a woman when Eddie Valiant's around.  I don't care if Willy Prosciutto is the crime boss of Toontown. That pig is a sty in the eye of Toontown.  I'm gonna see that he wallows in a whole world of swill for what he did to that girl.

SOUND OF EDDIE VALIANT MONKEY-FOOTING AWAY

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Folks, this story is taking a darker turn by the moment.  Stay Tooned.  I have a hunch you'll want to see what our next installment brings.







 

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Walter Windchill Shocked by Honey Graham At Toonie Awards!

CUE POMPOUS SYMPHONIC ORCHESTRA MUSIC. BRING UP SOUNDS OF TYPEWRITER, TELEGRAPH KEY, TRAIN WHEELS, AIRPLANE ENGINE, SHIP’S HORN.  FADE OUT TO:

WALTER WINDCHILL:


Walter Windchill
Good evening to all my loyal listeners from North to South, East to West, up to down, and points in between. This is gossip columnist Walter Windchill, the coldest man in Toontown.  Brrrrr-oadcasting live on location.
 
I’m here outside the Toontown Hippodrome, site of Toontown's major hoopla, the annual Toonie Awards. The Toonies recognize the year's best performances in cartoons.

The Hippo is shaped like a, well, you can guess-what-kind-of-animal. The entryway occupies that part of the building corresponding to the hippo's horn.

Let me describe the scene for you.

A phalanx of photographers and reporters line either side of the red carpet. Stanchions and a velvet rope keep us fifth estaters separated from the first classies.

We’re patiently waiting for the stars to come out after the festivities end.

I’ll try to get you an interview with Roger Rabbit if I can. Roger is up tonight for Best Supporter for his role in Jockstrap Whippersnap, a cartoon in which he and Baby Herman wreak their usual brand of infantile and hare-brained havoc during a Toontown Terrors football game.

The ceremony won’t be over for quite awhile, so I'll hang around out here in the cold until…..just a moment.  Somebody’s coming out!

SOUND OF HIGH HEELS ON MARBLE STEPS. SOUND OF SOFT SOBBING.

WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
It’s none other than glamour gal Honey Graham.

In Toontown's female galaxy, Jessica Rabbit's star shines biggest and brightest. If Jessica is Cassiopeia, Honey Graham is The Big Dipper. Heavenly, but not sparkling quite as brightly. Honey is slimmer than Jessica and not as curvy. A dead straight drag strip rather than a twisty high mountain road. Her hair matches her name, honey, a sweetly luscious shade of light tan that drips to her shoulders. Nuzzling that hair would probably satisfy any man’s sugar cravings for a month.


Honey Graham
At The Toonie Awards.
Tonight Honey is wearing a long green gown that appears to have been crafted by a spray painter. Not that I’m complaining. In female fashion, I always opt for floozy over flouncy.

Honey seems to be crying.  Let’s see if we can find out why.

SOUND OF WINDCHILL OBNOXIOUSLY PUSHING HIS WAY TO THE FRONT OF THE THRONG.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Honey, Honey, Walter Windchill here. You're crying.  Is something wrong?
 
HONEY GRAHAM:
 
It's my boyfriend.  Willy Prosciutto.
 
SOUND OF WINDCHILL FILLING IN DETAILS.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
For those of you who don’t know, Willy Prosciutto's one mean porker. He has his greasy hooves in every Toontown pie. He's earned plenty of bacon. Get Prosciutto heated up, and you'll wind up scrambled with egg on your face.  Prosciutto's one ham who'll never be cured.
Willy P got his start doing walk-ons in barnyard movies. One time a reviewer wrote that Willy was such a ham actor he ought to wear a clove in his buttonhole. That reviewer disappeared and was never seen again.
 
Miss Graham, it looks like....can it be?  I think you have a black eye is black.  Did Willy P do that to you!
 
SOUND OF HONEY GRAHAM APPLYING INK AND PAINT TO HER MOUSE.
 
HONEY GRAHAM:
 
He gave me what he calls a love tap.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
That's very tough love.  What got the pig's dander up?
 
HONEY GRAHAM:
 
I was having the most delightful conversation with Gary Cooper.  We were talking about all sorts of things. He's such a polite and thoughtful man.  Well, Willy took offense.  Willy is a little bit jealous.  He doesn't like me talking to other men.  Especially not handsome men like Gary Cooper. Being a pig himself, Willy's funny that way.  We had words, and I walked off.  Willy doesn't like it when I walk away from him.  So he hit me.  To keep me in my place, as he says.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
He's a bit of a swine that one. Why do you stay with him?
 
HONEY GRAHAM:
 
That's a question I've been asking myself a lot lately.
 
SOUND OF LIMO PULLING UP
 
LIMO:
 
Hey, toots, need a ride?
 
SOUND OF HONEY GRAHAM ENTERING LIMO.  SOUND OF LIMO PULLING AWAY.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
What a soap opera we have here.  I suspect we haven't heard the last of the Honey Graham and Willy Prosciutto saga.
 
HEAVY SOUND OF HAIRY FEET CLUMPING.  SLIGHT SMELL OF BANANS.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Wait.  There's somebody else coming out.  It's.....a gorilla.  No.  It's Eddie Valiant wearing a gorilla costume.
 
Stay tooned, folks.  I suspect my next interview is going to be a hum doozie.
 
Hey Eddie.  Eddie.  Over here!
 
 
 
 
 

Monday, November 4, 2013

Walter Windchill Interviews The Toontown Customs Gorilla

CUE POMPOUS SYMPHONIC ORCHESTRA MUSIC. BRING UP SOUNDS OF TYPEWRITER, TELEGRAPH KEY, TRAIN WHEELS, AIRPLANE ENGINE, SHIP’S HORN.  FADE OUT TO:)

WALTER WINDCHILL:


Walter Windchill
Good evening to all my loyal listeners from North to South, East to West, up to down, and points in between. This is columnist Walter Windchill, the coldest man in Toontown.  Brrrrr-oadcasting live on location from the tunnel entrance to Toontown.

I'm in line to go through customs.

I've stopped in front of a small wooden structure painted in red and white stripes. The windowless structure has a peaked, shingled roof, and a small door. From the size and candy-cane color scheme, the place could be Santa's outhouse. A sign over the door reads "Customs House."

A smaller sign hanging at a crooked angle below it reads, "Stop here. Why? Because that's the Custom."

Below that is another even crookeder sign reading, "Don't argue with the Custom-er. He's always right!"

SOUND OF CUSTOMS HOUSE DOOR SLAMMING OPEN.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Let me paint a word picture of what's happening here.  A huge hairy hand comes out of the Customs House, followed by a huge hairy arm, both attached to a huge hairy gorilla. In true Toontown how'd-he-ever-get-in-there-in-the-first-place? fashion, the gorilla is twice as big as the house he came out of.

Toontown Customs Gorilla
 
He wears a tan military brass-buttoned uniform. With his pendulous, simian breasts, rolls of gut flab, and dangling arms there is no way his uniform could be tailored to make him look snappy.

His itsy hat covers about a third of the space between his ears. The hat curves at the sides into a fifty mission bomber pilot style crush.
 
CUSTOMS GORILLA:

Anything to declare?
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:

What exactly are you looking for?

CUSTOMS GORILLA:

Anything you got that's serious. This is Toontown, buddy. No seriousness allowed in Toontown. Whatever doesn't get a yuck, doesn't come in

I had a guy come through here yesterday.  Private eye named Eddie Valiant.  He was bringing in a sawed-off twelve gauge shotgun, a Thompson submachine gun with a circular snare drum clip, a couple of handguns, silencers, a few hand grenades, cosh, sap, billy, cudgel, rubber hose, and bastinado. Well I gotta tell you.  Ain’t none of that the least bit funny.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

How true.

CUSTOMS GORILLA:

I confiscated what he had and replaced it with stuff that's Toontown appropriate.  I gave him a machine gun that shoots ping pong balls. When he pulls the trigger on his new shotgun, a little flag comes out that says "BANG." The cosh, sap, billy, and cudgel I replaced with duplicates made of soft rubber. I let him keep the rubber hose except now there’s a spigot screwed onto one end that constantly drips water. I swapped his handguns for a dart gun, a cap pistol, and a cardboard gun that shoots rubber bands. Instead of hand grenades he got two fourth of July sparklers and three skyrockets.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Bad guys will die laughing when they get a load of that arsenal.

CUSTOMS GORILLA:
That’s the whole idea!  This is Toontown.
 
SOUND OF GORILLA BREAKING INTO HUGE GRIN THAT EXPOSES A ROW OF YELLOW TEETH THE SIZE OF HOUSE SHINGLES.
 
SQEAKY SOUND OF GORILLA OPENING THE TOONTOWN GATE.
 
CUSTOMS GORILLA:
 
Welcome to Toontown, friend. Come on in and have some fun!

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Walter Windchill Interviews Movie Producer Barney Sands

CUE POMPOUS SYMPHONIC ORCHESTRA MUSIC. BRING UP SOUNDS OF TYPEWRITER, TELEGRAPH KEY, TRAIN WHEELS, AIRPLANE ENGINE, SHIPS HORN.  FADE OUT TO:)



WALTER WINDCHILL: 
Good evening to all my loyal listeners from North to South, East to West, up to down, and points in between. This is columnist Walter Windchill, the coldest man in Toontown. Brrrrr-roadcasting live on location from Radio Station WOOPS. 


I am pleased to have with me tonight movie producer Barney Sands.  If you dont know Barneys name, and I must admit until very recently I didnt either, you soon will.  Barney has a movie cooking which Im told is going to be this years biggest box office smasharoo.  Welcome, Barney to Toontown Through A Keyhole.


Movie Producer Barney Sands
 BARNEY SANDS:

 Good to be here, Walt.  Being on your show is the highlight of my career.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Until next year at the Academy Awards ceremony where Im given to understand there might be a naked golden man with your name engraved on him.

SOUND OF BARNEY SANDS BECOMING DEFENSIVE AND INCENSED.

BARNEY SANDS:

That naked man story was never proven.  I dont know where the Toontown Telltale gets its info.  I was going to sue that lousy rag for liable.  Except thats liable to come back around and bite me in the butt.  Not that Im admitting the butt biting story they ran about me is true either.  I dont hang around with naked golden men.  I dont bite butts.  The Telltales got it in for me big time. They print whatever lies will sell the most papers.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

I was referring to an Oscar.  For the picture you’re about to film in Toontown.

SOUND OF BARNEY SANDS LIGHTING A CIGARETTE AND SUCKING IT DRY WITH ONE PUFF.

BARNEY SANDS:

Oh, yeah.  That.  Well, from your mouth to Gods sealed envelope.

WALTER WINDCHILL:


Movie Producer Barney Sands
Can you give us a preview of your coming attraction..

BARNEY SANDS RAPIDLY LIGHTING AND SMOKING DOWN CIGARETTE AFTER CIGARETTE AFTER CIGARETTE.

BARNEY SANDS:

Called Hi, Toon!  Gonna be something new, something I invented.  A buddy comedy. Two mismatched guys helping each other to solve a crime. One guy throws tight, hard, fast, and straight down the middle.  That would be none other than Gary Cooper.  The other pitches the screwball.  For that one I wanted Crusader Rabbit, Hoppy the Marvel Bunny, The March Hare, the White Rabbit, Peter Cottontail, Oswald the Lucky Rabbit, Thumper, Peter Rabbit, Bugs Bunny, Br'er Rabbit, the Playboy Rabbit, or the Easter Bunny, but they all had previous commitments.  So I finally settled for Roger Rabbit.

WALTER WINDCHILL

Im not surprised you got Roger Rabbit.  Nobody else in town wants him.  Gary Cooper is kind of a surprise.  How did you land a big star like that?

BARNEY SANDS

Me and Coop, we go back a long way. He used to do bit parts in the one-reeler comedies and travel shorts I made when I was first starting out. That was when his name was Frank, and nobody knew him from my Uncle Abe. Frank Cooper. What a nothing name, I told him one night while we were working our way through a bottle of bathtub gin. 'You want to change your name to something memorable.'

"Like what?" he said.

At the time, we were filming a puff piece for a chemical company, buffing up their image which had taken a hit when a bunch of birds downwind of their plant fell out of the sky dead. In Gary, Indiana, we were. Lousy name for a town. No character. Not like Chicago or Detroit. But, I thinks to myself, a great name for an actor. 'Name yourself after here,' I tell him, 'after where we are now.

"'The Come On Inn?' he says.

I says, naw, not where we're staying. Where we're filming.

"Indiana?” Coop says. “You want me to call myself Indiana Cooper?”

Naw, that would be stupid, I tells him. Call yourself Gary.

"That's not a name,” he tells me.

Exactly, says I. It's not a name. You will be the one and only. Unique in all the world. Instead of Frank, of which there are many, you'll be Gary, of which there is only you. He thinks about it for a while, and he does what I suggest. You know how that deal worked out.

Coop told me if I ever needed a favor, to just call. So I called, and here he is. Starring in my movie.

WALTER WINDCHILL

I understand that there’s trouble afoot.  That somebody in Toontown doesn’t want this movie made.  Some nefarious entity has threatened to kill Gary Cooper if you go ahead with the project.

SOUND OF BARNEY SANDS SCRATCHING THE WORLDS WORST TOUPEE

Barney Sands' Toupee
BARNEY SANDS

Naw, nothing like thats going on.  Where you getting your info?  From the Toontown Telltale?  Sounds like the kind of piff puff poodle pee they print for news.

WALTER WINDCHILL

I got it from private eyeball Eddie Valiant.  He told me you hired him to body guard Cooper.  He showed me the threatening balloon warning you off.  Here.  See for yourself.



SOUND OF BARNEY SANDS READING WORD BALLOON.

BARNEY SANDS

Naw.  Somebodys bad idea of a joke.  You know how Toons like to fool around.  Thats all this is.  Nothing but Toon hogwash.

WALTER WINDCHILL

So you’re going ahead with your project.  You’re not afraid?

BARNEY SANDS

Not one bit.

WALTER WINDCHILL:

Well, Barney, youre either a very brave man, or a very foolish one. Barney, I know Ill be following this story with baited breath.  Good luck with your project.

BARNEY SANDS:


Thanks, Walt. Who knows.  Play your cards right, there might be a little part in it for you.

 
Walter Windchill's ashtray after his conversation with Barney Sands.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Walter Windchill Interviews Gary Cooper


(CUE POMPOUS SYMPHONIC ORCHESTRA MUSIC. BRING UP SOUNDS OF TYPEWRITER, TELEGRAPH KEY, TRAIN WHEELS, AIRPLANE ENGINE, SHIPS HORN.  FADE OUT TO:)
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Good evening to all my loyal listeners from North to South, East to West, up to down, and points in between. This is columnist Walter Windchill, the coldest man in Toontown. Brrrrr-roadcasting live on location from Radio Station WOOPS.

Walter Windchill

 
I am pleased to have with me tonight a very, very, very special guest.  Hollywoods current box office champ, the handsome and debonair film star, none other than Gary Cooper.  Welcome, Gary to Toontown Through A Keyhole.
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Thanks.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
I proved in my no-holds-barred interview with Bambi, Im not one to fawn.   But Gary, I have to admit that I am one of your biggest fans.  You flew high in Dawn Patrol.  You really went to town in Mr. Deeds.  You marched to victory in Sergeant York.  In Pride of the Yankees, you knocked Lou Gehrig out of the park.  Can you tell us what youre doing in Toontown.
 

GARY COOPER:
 
Yup.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Okay.  Would you tell us what you’re going in Toontown?
 
GARY COOPER:

Movie making.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Yes, that confirms what Ive been hearing.  Im told your film is going to be a new concept.  Something the producer, Barney Sands, is calling a buddy picture.  A strong, silent, serious type.  That would be you.  Paired up with a screwball. Together you solve a crime and bring a dastardly criminal to justice.
 
GARY COOPER:

True.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL
 
Can you reveal the name of your co-star?
 
GARY COOPER
 
Roger Rabbit.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL
 
That is exciting news.  Hollywood’s biggest star teaming up with Toontown’s biggest goofball.  I’m suspecting the fur will fly.  What’s the title of this new film?
 
GARY COOPER
 
Hi, Toon!
 
WALTER WINDCHILL
 
Catchy.  Gary, there have been rumors that you and Roger Rabbits hot cha cha wife Jessica used to be, how shall I put it, a bit more than friends.  Any truth to that?
 
SOUND OF MENTAL GEARS SLOWLY CHURNING.

GARY COOPER
 
Maybe.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Will that affect your working relationship with your co-star?
 
GARY COOPER
 
Dunno.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL
 
You don’t say a whole lot, do you?
 
GARY COOPER
 
Enough.
 

WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
My confidential sources tell me that theres somebody in Toontown who doesnt want this movie made.
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Could be.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL.
 
Ive also heard that this nefarious personage has threatened to shoot you dead if you continue with this project.
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Right.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL.
 
And youre still going ahead anyway?
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Got to.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL.
 
For goodness sakes, man.  Why?  When you could be killed?
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Promised.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL.
 
Thats ridiculous.  Youre willing to risk death to keep your promise.
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Absolutely.
 

SOUND OF GUNSHOT RINGING OUT.
 
SOUND OF WINDCHILL DIVING FOR COVER UNDERNEATH HIS DESK.
 
SOUND OF GARY COOPER NOT MOVING A MUSCLE.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL (VOICE MUFFLED.)
 
Get down, man.  Get down!  Somebody's shooting at you.
 
GARY COOPER:
 
Backfire.  Outside.
 
WALTER WINDCHILL (VOICE STILL MUFFLED.)
 
Oh, yeah.  I knew that.  I dropped my pencil.  I was only under here looking for my pencil.
 
SOUND OF WINDCHILL RESUMING HIS SEAT
 
WALTER WINDCHILL:
 
Thank you, Gary, for coming on the show today.  
 
GARY COOPER:
 
My pleasure.
 
SOUND OF WINDCHILL SPEAKING WHILE HE THINKS THE MICROPHONE IS OFF.
 
WINDCHILL:
 
Oh, God.  I did a Baby Herman.  I peed my pants!  Somebody get me a dry pair of pants!  Move it, people.  Chop chop. I’m all wet here.