More rain. We’re headed out to Target in a few minutes to look through the new DVDs. I read that The Point (11 bucks at Amazon), Harry Nilsson’s wonderful cartoon about Oblio the round-headed kid came out last week or the week before. Junior is filling his morning with cartoons based on video game characters. The Sonic one was decent, but the Kirby one reminds me (in a scary way) of the old Pac-Man cartoon. Luckily, Marty Ingalls doesn’t do any voices.
Which reminds me, we had a conversation about the full-length cartoon All Dogs Go To Heaven, which the three kids were watching at my mom’s house. I want to know who thought Burt Reynolds as a dead dog obsessed with gambling was a good idea for a kid’s movie. I’m picturing shades of The Producers – “we’ll pitch the worst cartoon ever, nobody will buy it but we’ll meet our requirement for movie ideas for the studio.” “Ya! Let’s have the dead dog try to build a casino with a big bar in the middle with his track winnings!! Kids love alcohol and gambling!”
And yet, they do like it, because the little orphan girl is cute (she looks like my niece) and well, dogs are cool. But cripes, what the hell were they thinking?
