I often think about how awesome the cartoons of my childhood were compared to all this "It's preschool on TV" nonsense that they have now. Don't get me wrong, as a parent I love that cartoons are actually teaching my kids Spanish, how to play nicely with others, etc... but these kids really have no idea what they are missing by never having seen Thunder-Thunder-Thundercats or He-Man or Grape Ape just to name a few.
I went to Costco a while back and found one of my all time favorite movies as a kid. I needed to buy it, not for myself (c'mon guys...) but for my kids to get a taste of some seriously awesome cartoon cinema before all this Pixar computer animation business.
Well, a few months of casually giving the option among Kung Fu Panda and Horton Hears a Who, Jack finally decided that he wanted to watch...wait for it...waaaiiiitttt...The Brave Little Toaster! Yeah, that's right, a classic tale of adventure and the bravery of common household appliances. The verdict is, he loves it. He has watched it everyday for the last week it seems.
I, on the other hand, have realized just how terrifying this movie really is. I mean, there is a dream sequence with an evil clown with fire blowing hands and yellow, nasty teeth that will keep you up at night for reals. Luckily, Jack doesn't seem to mind just as I, as a kid, apparently didn't mind either.
So, here's to the classics. Hopefully I can find some Thundercats on DVD next time I hit up Costco for my gallon jug of soy sauce and 30 count package of multi-colored Sharpies.