Due to the raging success of my last walk down the Cartoonville stretch of Memory Lane (and, yes, two commenters other than myself is a raging success for me), I realized that I actually have a lot more cartoon memories to share. This post, and two more forthcoming, are the result.
Shazzan. Yet again, I didn't really like the protagionists of the cartoon (which seems to be something of a pattern with me), the two whitebread teens. Those two were beyond useless: always getting into trouble and then running to Shazzan to save their pasty asses. Really, without Kablooie and Shazzan, that pair would have been dead a thousand times over. But Shazzan himself was just one cool cat. Always defeated the villain with a smile on his face and a booming laugh. And he was creative, too. Rather kinky, actually.
Josie & The Pussycats in Outer Space. I didn't like the regular show, but the space show was cool. Looking back, the spaceship was pretty much shaped like a sex toy and even at the age I was watching it I knew enough about astronomy and physics to know that their constant running into inhabited "planetoids" (they were always "planetoids" for some reason, not moons or planets) and mysterious lack of free-fall was silly, but I just loved their "running" effects and it made me giggle. What more can you ask of a cartoon?
Sailor Moon. Just the first season of the dubbed version, anyway. For a silly, sometimes incoherent (due to the dubbing and Americanization) cartoon, it really could pull at your heartstrings. Plus, the villains had names like "Queen Beryl" and "Malachite" and "Zoisite" and, like, how cool is that?
More to come...
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Josie and the Pussycats... God how I loved them. In outer space was great, but the episodes on Earth were pretty good, too.
Of course, I'm old enough to remember H.R. Pufenstuf, too....
*sigh*
Did we already talk about Spiderman and His Amazing Friends? God, how I loved the idea that Peter Parker and Bobby Drake shared a bedroom. For some odd reason, I edited out the fact that Starfire also lived in the same house. Eh -- Go figure.
No, gayprof, I didn't talk about Spiderman and His Amazing Friends. I've never seen it, actually.
Bigg, I LOVE H.R. Pufenstuff! It's just so... 60s/70s!
I am old.
Oh, gayprof, you're not old! It's all in the mind. Look at your mentor! Wonder Woman is, what, sixty? seventy? and she's still a fierce Amazon Sister with hair to die for.
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