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Kimball Derailed

For those of you, like myself, who have been eagerly awaiting the arrival of Amid Amidi’s Full Steam Ahead!: The Life and Art of Ward Kimball, there is bad news regarding it. Amidi announced yesterday that Disney has successfully blocked Chronicle Books from publishing it. Sadly, this isn’t too far out of the ordinary with regards to how Disney, like Google, behaves as they try to have every aspect of the entertainment world under their direct control. You can read about the situation here.

Since the biography is ready to go, my suggestion (not that anyone cares) is to take it to a publisher less indebted to the Mouse (Chronicle makes its living publishing those “Art of” books that come out for every CGI movie, so there was obviously a bit of conflict of interests going on), and publish it without the ©Disney images. And in the place of each of them, place Kimball’s “BULLSHIT” stamp (pictured above, and not approved for publication by Disney) with an explanatory caption.

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“Cartoons, Comics & Model Sheets” Has Moved

In Google’s conquest to bring every aspect of the Internet under its direct control, Kevin Langley’s invaluable site devoted to scans of animation and comic art has been suspended for copyright infringement (some seven years after it had started). Fortunately, Google didn’t delete everything – they only blocked the public from seeing it. Kevin was able to import everything to WordPress and you can visit his online archive at its new URL: http://klangley.wordpress.com

Apologies for the lack of content. Some exciting developments are happening, including the final proof of Sick Little Monkeys going to the printer shortly.

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Bob Clampett Superstar

Recently released by the Warner Archive on-demand service was the 1975 film Bugs Bunny Superstar, the documentary produced and directed by Larry Jackson and hosted by Bob Clampett.

I would probably agree with those saying this is hardly a release worth getting excited about if I didn’t already have it. The film was regular filler material for TNT for much of the 1980s and 1990s and I had it memorized by heart. Clampett’s voice and the 1936 footage of Tex Avery (in live-action reference for his cartoon, I’d Love to Take Orders from You), had become as inseparable as any of the cartoons were to my childhood nostalgia. It was also included as a bonus feature on the fourth volume of the Looney Tunes Golden Collection.

What makes this particular release so special is the feature-length audio commentary provided by Larry Jackson himself (obviously recorded by himself on his own time, as so many bonus features are in this era of home video). It’s a far more informative piece on its own than the actual film is (save the visual accompaniments, the Warner story is better told in books by Leonard Maltin, Joe Adamson, and Mike Barrier). The stories Jackson relays, of getting the film made, approaching Orson Welles to narrate parts of it, dealing with Bob Clampett and Chuck Jones’s egos and charging most of the budget on his American Express card, complement the wacky tone of Bugs Bunny Superstar, but in a far less fluffy, earthlier manner.

As Jackson reminds us, hardly anything on the Warner cartoons had been written in the dark world of the mid-1970s, and the directors had every right to toot their own horns. Jackson is too gracious to say so, but Bugs Bunny Superstar was, unquestionably, a method of Clampett’s to spin the gospel of Looney Tunes his own way. In order to secure Clampett’s participation and access to the Clampett estate’s unprecedented collection of Warner history, Jackson had to sign a contract that stipulated Clampett would host the documentary and also have approval over the final cut.

It was obviously hard enough to condense the history of Warner cartoons into what was essentially thirty-minutes, and even harder with such a price attached to it. Jackson says that Clampett was very reluctant speaking about the other directors and their contributions. In Clampett’s own view, he was the underdog, the youngest of the directors (though Frank Tashlin was only older than him by a few months), and he felt most comfortable being the brashest and most rebellious one in order to get serious attention – an outlook clearly visible in his films and one that certainly caused unrest amongst his former colleagues in later years.

Beyond Clampett, Jackson talks about how he was supposed to interview Friz Freleng, Tex Avery, and Bob McKimson at DePatie-Freleng one Friday afternoon. Unfortunately, McKimson withdrew his offer that very day, saying he just wasn’t comfortable doing on-camera interviews. Mel Blanc told Jackson he never heard from Clampett about an interview, and that he would have declined for similar reasons (he was still frail from his auto accident some fourteen years earlier). Jackson claims Chuck Jones never formally declined; Clampett had spoken with Jones’s secretary, who said that Jones was out of town that month.

The final film is entertaining, and certainly not malicious in its short shrifts to the other directors. It was more or less a celluloid version of Bob Clampett himself: largely accurate, positively endearing, and takes for granted that the sun shone out of Bob Clampett’s every orifice at Termite Terrace when it often didn’t.

It was a low-budget thing, its sole purpose to make people view the Warner cartoons beyond Saturday morning treacle. It succeeded, but the sting hurt nonetheless. Jones’s ego was bruised by not being the star himself (Jackson speaks about how he briefly tried to negotiate with Warners to include one or two of Jones’s superior 1950s cartoons in the film, but was immediately declared crazy by the suits), and Avery certainly wasn’t happy with the story of Bugs Bunny’s origins as presented.

Freleng was blasé, as he often was regarding Clampett, only fuming when the latter fired off a genuine B.S. story (i.e. Clampett passing off the I Haven’t Got a Hat model sheet as his own, when it was actually the work of Freleng). Jackson talks about how, at the premiere of Bugs Bunny Superstar, Freleng consoled him and said not to worry too much about the politics at play. Clampett and Jones had been “squabbling like kids with sibling rivalry more or less since they were kids,” Freleng said. “And if the shoe had been on the other foot when you were making your film, Chuck would have probably done the same thing to Bob and give him the short end of the stick if he had the chance.” Freleng was, as usual, correct. Three years later, Jones produced and directed The Bugs Bunny-Road Runner Movie, and made a deliberate point of removing Clampett from Bugs’s “Hall of Fathers.”

Jones eventually achieved his goal of being the “shining light” of Warner cartoons in the following decades, largely due to simple mathematics and less to do with self-promotion, as anyone could have predicted. Clampett did barely five years of high-quality animation, while Jones did (arguably) fifteen. No conspiracy – more work at a high level equals more attention and adulation. (“Ya can argue with me, but ya can’t argue with figures…”) Jones was like Alfred Hitchcock, in that he was always a self-conscious ‘artiste’ who went largely unrecognized during his heyday. When both men finally did gain deserved recognition, their best work was years behind them. But since it was at such a high level for such a long time it didn’t matter. Their reputations had been established and the reception was justified.

The squabbles and passion behind the Warner cartoons will always be of great interest to me, so Jackson’s enlightening commentary about being there when all of the brickbats went down was refreshing to hear from a non-partisan. Fortunately, things seem to be settling down, and Warner history as it stands is largely the way it should be.

But back to this release. Yes, do indeed get it. Jackson has many other entertaining anecdotes, and I won’t spoil any more of them. (Save one: did Bob Clampett really wear a wig? Answer: he didn’t.) There are also several behind-the-scenes photos, including one of Mel Blanc refusing a carrot offered by Jackson at one of the film’s premieres.

Looney Sluts can also rejoice for one intriguing extra, too. The picture element for I Taw a Putty Tat is sourced from a raw, original Cinecolor release print, so most of the original opening titles are intact. Unfortunately, they used the Blue Ribbon reissue’s soundtrack, so none of the animator and director credits remain, nor the original opening music. (A reminder: you can see those original titles, sourced from my own 16mm Cinecolor print, at this link.)

Anyone interested in animation history should purchase this DVD without hesitation. With the ongoing “5 for $50” sale at the Warner Archive site, you have no excuse.

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McKimping

In the other corner of animation history, there have been many books about the Warner Bros. cartoons as a whole, but few bely the term “vacuous”, and even fewer examine individual figures. Certainly a book about Robert McKimson, a key player in the Termite Terrace legacy, has never been considered, which is why I Say, I Say … Son! : A Tribute to Legendary Animators Bob, Chuck, and Tom McKimson is sparking curiosity. Penned by Robert McKimson, Jr., the book “details how his father Bob McKimson created such beloved characters as Foghorn Leghorn, the Tasmanian Devil, Sylvester Jr., and the original Speedy Gonzales, and explores Chuck and Tom McKimson’s voluminous body of work at Warner Bros. Cartoons, Dell Comics, and Golden Books.” (From the press release sent out by Santa Monica Press.)

The book features a foreword by John Kricfalusi and an introduction by Darrell Van Citters. Kricfalusi’s is, of course, more anecdotal than anything else but still entertaining, and Van Citters delivers a curt, satisfying explanation of Bob McKimson’s importance in Warner animation. (Although he is incorrect to say McKimson “often animat[ed] substantial portions of his films.” It wasn’t “often”, only in the severe circumstance of McKimson’s unit getting laid off in the first half of 1953 before he was. He animated all of The Hole Idea by himself, as well as the majority of Dime to Retire and Too Hop to Handle; the latter two had animation by Jones animator Keith Darling.)

If only the actual, first-person text expressed a similar combination of John K.’s enthusiasm and Van Citters’s authority. While Robert McKimson, Jr.’s writing contains no substantial errors to my knowledge, keen insight into what made his father tick as an artist or director is alarmingly absent. Rather, it’s largely a potpourri of “fun facts” that almost every serious student of the Warner cartoons already knows from just watching the films. Quite a lot of the information is ostensibly based on Michael Barrier’s 1971 interview, and the wording and sentence placement is often random.

There are hints at where this book could have gone with the biographical information McKimson provides. The McKimson brothers’ father, Charles Sr., encouraged them to pick a career very early and develop work ethic, regardless of whether they chose a different vocation later. It obviously made a life-lasting impression on the artists. Robert and Tom McKimson were among the few Warner alumni who received formal art education before they got into animation. On their first day at Harman-Ising, Robert and Tom arrived at their desks precisely at 8 o’clock and proceeded turning out more footage than anyone else at the studio. “Consummate professional,” that oh-so-archaic endorsement, applied to all three of the McKimson artists from the very beginning, and I think that outlook shaped their artistic styles, particularly Robert’s, in a way that’s fascinating enough for a formal telling.

Robert McKimson was, self-admittedly, also a sort of pawn in studio politics; a candidate for director, like Art Davis, that Chuck Jones and Friz Freleng encouraged so there would be a less emotional personality in the studio intelligentsia. When Warners resumed normal operations in January 1954, all of Jones and Freleng’s crew eventually returned, and McKimson’s did not. McKimson’s wife also predeceased him by more than a decade as he continued to direct, and he “never quite got over it,” as his son writes. These events are certainly demoralizing to any working person, and a careful examination might have painted a more intimate portrait of a seldom discussed talent.

From Looney Tunes & Merrie Melodies Comics #41, March 1945. Drawn and inked by Tom McKimson.

The text is also surprisingly lacking regarding the other brothers. Chuck McKimson is almost entirely absent from the book. Certainly none of his work for Pacific Title is included, which was specifically mentioned in advertisement for the release. The coverage of Tom McKimson’s work for Western Publishing is too sweeping and focuses almost exclusively on his drawings for children’s story and coloring books. As we’re reminded, Tom McKimson had enormous responsibility as Western’s art director beginning in 1948, but we’re given no indication of what his working relationships with the other (and in some cases, far more important) artists were like. It’s also a pity David Gerstein or I weren’t consulted, as I would have been happy to provide comic book scans of several beautiful covers and choice pages that Tom illustrated (including non-Warner characters). As a result, the inclusion of Chuck and Tom McKimson seem to be almost afterthoughts to the larger story of Bob McKimson’s work.

It is an art book, so what matters largely is the art, and if it warrants the higher price tag such tomes demand. Is it good and is the art presented well? The answer is largely yes. A few drawings were obviously sourced from low-resolution scans (hence heavy pixilation), but that hardly matters when there are hundreds perfectly illustrated.

I learned and reflected more just by gleaming at the original vintage artwork than I did from the writing. Art for a proposed children’s book entitled Mouse Tales shows that Tom and Robert McKimson had the Disney style down peg before the studio did (and by association, they established the Harman-Ising studio’s style before it even existed). The tale of the ill-fated Romer Grey Binko cartoons is recounted with appropriate briskness and enticing drawings.

While the 1930s Schlesinger work by the McKimsons is all but unrepresented, fans of the glory Warner years need not worry. There are some great layout, animation, and model drawings from Robert and Tom McKimson’s years with Bob Clampett, emphasizing their role as significant foundation for those important films.

Robert McKimson’s tenure as a Warner director is the period represented heaviest by vintage art, including his infamous layouts that a great many of his animators reportedly found insufferable. (A whole scene from Of Rice and Hen is reproduced.) The key difference between McKimson’s methods and Jones’s as a director-character layout artist is that while both of their three-hundred drawings per cartoon are technically perfect for animation, McKimson’s simply aren’t expressive for filmmaking purposes the way Jones’s are. They discourage the kind of interplay and the proclivity for acting Jones’s animators enjoyed, the same kind Clampett encouraged when he was directing both McKimson and Rod Scribner. When the studio reopened, McKimson’s cartoons were populated by largely incompetents (save Warren Batchelder, a former assistant to Virgil Ross) who had no choice but to follow the layouts strictly as given to them. It cost McKimson’s last decade of directing at Warners any rambunctiousness, but at least it spared a Scribner, Emery Hawkins, Bill Melendez, or Manny Gould from getting stifled.

A scene from Fool Coverage, released in 1952. Robert McKimson layout left (scan from the McKimson book), finished scene from the film (obviously by Rod Scribner) right.

The book is heavily illustrated with a lot of “Limited Edition” art either drawn by the McKimson brothers, based on their original drawings, or recreations of scenes from the McKimson-directed Warner shorts by other artists. This isn’t as problematic as it sounds, because unlike the Freleng studio art (gangly creations that were only painted and not drawn by him) or the ghastly Jones deformations, the McKimsons’ waning art is genuinely pleasant to look at, and brought a smile to my face several times.

Actually, just about every page brought a smile to my face. Not purely because of nostalgic recollections of watching the cartoons endlessly on television as a child, or the waves of funny moments with Bugs, Daffy, Sylvester, and Foghorn that still make me laugh today. It’s because the art is mostly just so damned good. There is a proficiency and humbleness to the McKimson wavelength that makes it unwaveringly appealing, the exact thing sorely lacking from so much Hollywood animation in the last half-century. Criticism of McKimson’s direction will never die in animation circles, but ultimately, the man’s biggest crime was having a role in originating the look of some of the most beloved fictional characters ever created, shaping the animation style of the greatest animated films, and turning out a couple dozen really funny cartoons. I don’t think McKimson Jr.’s writing will convert any non-believers, but the presentation of the artwork might convince folks that few classic or modern Hollywood animators have succeeded where McKimson failed. That alone makes the book worth a purchase.

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