The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

They Were Collaborators #245

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Joseph Barbera and Bill Hanna
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swac said...

Exit...stage left, even.

Vanwall said...

To be honest with you, I never did like much of H-B's cartoons, and the best of their Tom & Jerry period was sadly brief...or mercifully so, if judged be the qualities of their later products. Perhaps the lack of the spoken word in those was a measure of their cleverness - limited in more than just the number of cels used for budgetary reasons. Once they began to depend on the somewhat repetative repartee' between elaborate stick figures, that was it for me - cartoons need good artwork to go along with good writing, altho they weren't Shakes, much less Looney Tunes. Other studios embraced the UPA's limited animation with more brio and cleverness, and that was too bad - H-B eventually dominated the TV ruled by little boys, and that was a shame. Gimme Rocky & Bullwinkle, Roger Ramjet, or hell, even some of quirkier Terrytoons, like Tom Terrific, or Heckle and Jeckle. Sad, sad, the level of animation in the wasted years of the 60's and 70's. Oh, Gertie, where art thou?