Saturday, June 14, 2025

All art is Political - A review of "A Wild Hare" 1940 Dir. Tex Avery

There is a tendency for the phrase "All art is Political" to cause arguments. Sometimes, I think it's people who are arguing in bad faith, and can more or less be ignored. Sometimes though, I do sense some actual confusion in some corners. So, let's assume good faith and make a genuine attempt.

I think when some people say "All art is political" some people hear "All art is propaganda" rather than "All art is reflective of the politics of the society in which it was created." That's certainly more accurate, but it's a bit of a mouthful.

Granted, some art is actually propaganda, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. While the modern definition is generally understood to be some art that intentionally influences or even manipulates you into believing the ideas of one organization or another, the original idea behind the word is just to spread the idea. To propagate it in an intentional manner. But I am not discussing propaganda, just art that is reflective.

If you watch a lot of Soviet movies you can see how even the fairy tales are just existing within that worldview. Merchants are greedy and scheming, workers are noble, loyalty and community are valued highly. You almost never actually get explicit statements about how the motherland needs the proletariat to continue the fight against the west or to spread the message to the workers of the world. You do get a lot of people who want riches for the sake of riches depicted as bad people. People who fail to have community spirit are frequently the bad guys, but it's just part of the understood landscape. It's part of what you're meant to understand.

I have had a theory for years that disposable entertainment (pulp stories and topical shows, ect) provide a better context for how people viewed a period in history than all the documentaries in the world.
Because it's contemporaries talking to each other and just getting their thoughts out there. Something that was meant to be watched, read, or listened to once in the moment and then set aside are some of my favorite things. When something isn't created with the idea that someone may need to watch, read, or hear this later then it frees the artist to narrowcast like crazy.

Fred Allen was great form this because any time he'd go down to Allen's Alley, they'd ask the characters about one of the big stories of the week. So you can hear exactly what they were thinking the day it was happening with no other goal than to connect with the audience and make a joke. So not only do you get how people were feeling in the moment, with all the fears and uncertainty laid bare, but you could gauge the resentments and frustrations. Why isn't the economy better? Why is there still a housing crisis? When will my husband come back from the war?

With all that said I would like to talk about the Warner Brothers Short Feature from 1940 "A Wild Hare" which was directed by Tex Avery for the Merrie Melodies series. It's considered to be the first official appearance of Bugs Bunny, although there were earlier versions where the character was not quite yet Bugs. Further, I would like to take the time to try and explore what the political environment was as a piece of amateur cultural anthropology.

The cartoon opens in a forest, it appears to be autumn and Elmer Fudd is tip toeing through the forest while carrying a double barreled shot gun. He breaks the fourth wall to ask us to be quiet, as he is hunting rabbits and here we perhaps have our first few hints of the politics of the society that created this piece of art. Solo hunting is an acceptable pastime, gun ownership is permitted, private hunting is permitted. Depending on where in the world you live, these are not necessarily automatically things you are permitted to do. This is probably my own prejudice, but I always got the impression that shooting game was a group activity in England. Always seems to be in the detective and comic novels I read as a kid.

Elmer is dressed in what appears to be a pretty standard hunting jacket with brass buttons and pants as well as a shooting cap with the ear flaps tied up above his head. He also has a turtle neck sweater, high boots and what I assume to be red wool socks that have been pulled over the pants and then rolled down to avoid things getting into the boots. It may be that those are part of the boot, but the pants are definitely tucked in. The point here is that Elmer is likely not a subsistence hunter who has to hunt to get meat, but a recreational hunter. He is not wearing his every days clothes, he has specific clothes to wear while he engages in hunting. Granted, he may still be hunting to get meat as wild game like rabbit may not be readily available for purchase, but I suspect a middle class sportsman.So we have a society that contains a middle class, who hunt for recreation, and are allowed to own firearms and can hunt small game.

Depending on who you talk to, Elmer's speech impediment is intended to make the character more comic. So we may be dealing with a world where using a speech difficulty is used as a joke. I wouldn't put it past us, but I also know that in voice work there are limited ways to make an individual character. And while it may be a way of coding him I'm not sure I'm equipped to talk about that. Anyway, Bugs has a Bronx accent and at the time that was meant to indicate that he was a scrappy character who would tell you exactly what he thought and wouldn't take no guff. Considering later iterations would state that Elmer is a millionaire (who owns a mansion and a yacht), this sets up the class struggle between the working class forest animal and the rich hunter who only seeks to kill him and exploit his remains for food and possibly a small but attractive hat.

And you may be thinking "Aren't you reading too much into that?" Where as I say that the class struggle is the most obvious and easily recognizable part of the politics of this cartoon. The scrappy underdog who makes a fool of the person who can bring lethal force to harm them is a well established piece of popular entertainment. American audiences particularly made stars of smart-ass characters who could run circles around characters who were understood to have some amount of power over them.

These are things that would have been merely understood to the audience and I think for the most part they are still understood. While the short snatch of the song "The Fountain in the Park" that plays while Bugs' fingers try to act casual while grabbing the carrot may not be instantly recognized by current audiences, the implication are pretty clear. In many ways, almost you rarely actually see hunters wearing hunting caps with ear flaps, and almost never ones with ties (Velcro took over that job years ago) Elmer is still the Ur hunter for many of us. We understand that this is what a hunter looks like because we've all seen him dress like this for so long.

Bugs' first line "What's up doc?" is something that's thought to be individual to him. However, Tex Avery said that in Texas calling someone 'doc' was a common practice. Avery understood 'doc' the way people in other parts of the country might say 'buddy' or 'pal' or 'bro' whatever. However, it was not universally understood, because calling people went on to think "What's up doc?" was a BB original. This is similar to the Nimrod issue. Nimrod being a great hunter in from The Bible, but many people now think its a word for idiot because Bugs used it as an insult once. Everyone missed the biblical implication and thought it just meant dummy. This also tells you something about the people who received the cartoons and how familiar they were with biblical stories.

I have been writing this thing for a little while now, and I’ve only just gotten to Bugs’ first line. I don’t think it would help to examine every joke and the possible meanings behind them. However, I find it interesting that Bugs kisses Elmer once on the lips and once on the nose and neither carries the sting of homophobia. Yes, that a male character is kissing another is seen as a joke, and Elmer is annoyed and wipes his face off, but there is no panic. It’s clear it’s just being done to annoy in the vein of assumed intimacy. This may speak more about a level of discomfort that lands at “Just ignore this moment” but it’s never actually hateful about it.

The last joke has some interest to me though, because of how often the image behind the last joke is used. Bugs annoys Elmer to the point that Elmer leaves the forest ranting and raving to the sky. Bugs then says “I think the poor guy’s screwy” and then places his carrot to his face as if he were playing a flute. At that point the flute part for "The Girl I Left Behind Me" plays and Bugs sort of limps away in what would have been a pretty well understood reference to the painting The Spirit of ‘76. And I only bring this up because The Spirit of ‘76 gets referenced an awful lot in Warner Brothers cartoons.

It’s an image that was well known and understood to the audience that would be seeing this cartoon. The image is about the Revolutionary War, but it tends to be used in these cartoons as a sign of having overcome the odds. Even in the caricatured world of this cartoon, the patriotism and perseverance is carried through, albeit to make a joke. But the politics here are that everyone is behind the patriotism. The Second World War may have started, but America wasn’t part of it yet. There was a different variety of understood home-spirit patriotism in those days. Being cynical about America and the government would enter the lexicon until the post war period and in 1949 Bugs would go to war with America in “Rebel Rabbit”.

None of this is attempting to propagate and ideas, it’s merely telling jokes the filmmakers believed their audience would understand. But it can tell us something about the politics of the time and place. It can give us an idea of what the expectations were and how things were expected to work. And in that, it has politics, not intentionally injected but they are there nevertheless. And if you extend out from here, you can learn a great deal about the time from consuming it’s most disposable entertainments.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Cartoon Review: Lost and Found

Lost and Found

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Lost and Found (2008/ Dir. Philip Hunt/ Entertainment One and Studio Aka)
Here is the short version of this review: Go buy this, it’s excellent.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

My Horror Movie Quandary

As we close in on October, it becomes that time of year to pull out all the old horror movies and get involved in Scary Movie Month. This is where I face my annual challenge. See, a lot of people watch scary movies to get scared... of movies. Which is something I don’t really understand. Not the desire, I’ve been in and around the BDSM community long enough to understand pleasure gained from discomfort, so I get that part. No I just don’t get the being scared part.

You see, I have never been scared by a movie. I’m not sure I’ve ever really been scared of anything, but certainly not a movie. I have been disturbed, or been shown things I don’t necessarily want to see, but never actually scared. It just never happens, nothing ever gets to me that way. I’m also bad company in a haunted house because I tend to look at the ghouls as they come out of the walls and judge them on their make-up choices. I know I’m perfectly safe, this is all for entertainment, and even if someone gets stupid I know I’m at least six times meaner than a sporadically employed actor is prepared to deal with on an average Tuesday night.

I’m not particularly fussed when safety is questionable either. I’m wary, because the person who is unaware of their surroundings is a victim waiting to happen, but I’m never afraid. Partially, again, I’m not the sort of person who just walks into an unknown alley and even if I have to for whatever reason I know that I’m at least four times meaner than most muggers are prepared to deal with on an average Sunday night.

This issue became such an issue for me, that I eventually had to come up with a formula so I could separate fantasy from horror. I don’t think many people would argue that fantasy and horror share a common wall, and sometimes the smells from one can seep into the room of the other. In trying to decide where to place things, or how other people might place them, I eventually came up with this idea.

If the powers of good can easily and readily assist the hero, then it’s fantasy. If the powers of good are helpless, or non-existent, then it’s horror. Gandalf can always show up on the back of an eagle, but The Turtle cannot help you. Now with something like the Elric series, you simply adjust your definition of “Good” to mean “On Elric’s side” and you’ve more or less got the idea. It’s not perfect, because by that logic Labyrinth is a horror movie, but if there weren’t exceptions, how else would we prove the rules?

This is actually a huge reason why I’m sort of uninterested in large swaths of horror. Gore flicks tend to bore the shit out of me. Oh, you’ve got sprays of blood? Bitch, I watch samurai movies, come back when it’s a geyser. You’ve got arms and legs hacked off? Second verse, same as the first! Pig parts loaded into a latex body mold don’t do much for me either. Any movie that relies on guts and gore over story or invention is going to bore me rigid.

I look at all horror as I would any fantasy or thriller. I get the same feeling watching Saw as I do watching Kiss the Girls, a deep and profound sense of loss for Carey Elwes ability to act. Seriously, he is TERRIBLE in both of those movies. What the hell happened? He was almost okay in Cat’s Meow. Seriously. But then, that movie had Eddie Izzard pretending to be Charlie Chaplin and if ever an actor was miscast...

What was I saying?

This is why I often can be found at the fun said of the horror aisle, with my copy of Creepshow and Corman’s Poe Cycle. If I go in for a serious horror movie I at least go for the really good ones. I need something interesting to watch, a story that can unfold, not just a treasure chest of jump scares and people screaming. The Blair Witch Project for example, I must have turned off four or five times while it ran on cable because it just didn’t work for me in the slightest. Watching annoying people bicker might be a horror movie to you, for me it’s Thanksgiving. Actually, I’ll admit on that on that it’s the found footage thing. Found footage can eat a dick. I mean, if I’m going to complain about bickering, what else is Night of the Living Dead, other than watching people bicker? Watching interesting people bicker about interesting things other than sticks tied up with string and where did the map go, comes the answer.

I know most of us here are grown ups, and most people aren’t really scared when they go to see a scary movie, but I have heard a fair amount of “these used to scare me and I watched them to conquer them and became them and now I’m not scared anymore.” and I hear a good deal of “these are literal fears, they’re metaphorical.” The example being no one is really afraid of the wolfman (or rather becoming the wolfman), they’re afraid of becoming something they can’t control. No one fears Pinhead, the cenobites just represent people who are more into BDSM than you are, and they want to show you all the fun. Only, somehow that’s supposed to be scary? I think? Help me out on this. Are the cenobites scary, sexy, or a monastic tradition that stresses community life? Even then though, I’m not particularly fussed by these things, so I don’t get the same effect. Not even the idea of kinky sexy monks can get my heart racing.

So in conclusion I would just like to say that Falco deserved way better than he got from the world.

Friday, August 8, 2014

So Why These Movies?

So Why These Movies?


I was depressed the last two weeks or so, and I watched some movies. We’re not talking basic depression, we’re talking Allie Brosh depression. Stupid, pointless, meaningless, reasonless depression. You just sit there, fighting the urge to cry with every fiber of your being because that seems important somehow. I can’t say that everyone else has my reactions, but I can say that there were a few movies I watched and that helped. Not solved the issue, not cheered me up, but helped ease the stupid, pointless, random pain. I want to share with you the movies I watched, and the reasons I picked them...


Interview With The Vampire
A movie that is full of depression themes. Louis is clinically depressed, that cannot be denied with any truth. However, there is more to it than that. Louis is beautiful, and people want to have him be with them. The problem is, they want him to be as they want him, with little regard for how he feels about anything. He’s basically expected to just follow along passively and not get people down with all his complicated feelings and longings and being depressed and stuff.

I can identify with Louis, so I like the story a little more than some of the other people I know. Lestat is not a villain because he’s evil, he’s the villain because he’s selfish and stupid. He selfishly complains about Louis’s depression, and stupidly does stupid things to try and “fix” the unfixable. He tries grand gestures and then can’t understand why that doesn’t make everything all better.

This isn’t about “feeling better” or “cheering up” or even “not curling up under my desk and sobbing” at all. It’s about being able to have a moment where I can say “Yes, someone else has felt the way I do and they put it on screen.”

Speaking of which...

The Crow
Say what you like about Detroit not being as vast, as tall or as swank as the city depicted in the movie, it gets something right. If you are a man, living with issues, the patriarchal system has left you with only a few options. You are allowed to suck it up and be stoic, or you are allowed to be angry and take your rage out on deserving targets. I’m not sure there is another movie where those two sides are as well represented as The Crow.

The movie does manage to get to the heart of something else though. The stoicism falls away in a few scenes (Particularly the apartment scene with the ever underappreciated Ernie Hudson) and you can just see the utter and complete sadness. You watch the pain on Brandon Lee’s face, you can see him reaching down to something and bringing it to the surface in a very honest and personal way. It’s a movie that manages to say something, and be something, that I’m not sure everyone who was making the movie was aware of. They snuck it past the guards and gave us something we can hold onto. Here is a movie that understands that you feel trapped, that you haven’t really been given the equipment or the training to deal with this thing that has been laid on you. It also says it’s okay to explode and let all that rage out, which isn’t healthy, but I wouldn’t have been able to hear an alternate message at the time anyway.

Guardians of the Galaxy
An understanding of a different kind. Misfits have feelings, it’s okay to have feelings, even Rocket can have feelings. I’ve seen this movie twice this week, and I’m still processing some of it, but I haven’t been to see a movie a second time in the theater since Sin City and the last one before that was Schindler’s List. Everything wrong with so many comic book movies is addressed here, and Rocket says something that has been sticking with me.

Drax: All the anger, all the rage, it was just to cover up my loss.
Rocket: Oh boo-hoo. Everyone has dead people, that’s no excuse to make everyone else dead though.
I feel like that’s a one-line argument against Grimdark right there.

The movie surprised me by being a story that had some depth and a lot of feeling. I was expecting a fun, silly movie, what I got were characters I genuinely cared about developing in ways that made me feel better. Consider for a moment, that this is a movie where a raccoon cradles a stick and sobs. Now, consider that instead of being absurd, I’m sitting there going “Yeah. *sniff* You let it out Rocket. *sob* You cry if you gotta cry. *weeps* It's okay.” Again, I find something I can identify with in this movie.

Also, I’m going to be hard pressed to find something that fills me with as much joy as watching little mini-Groot dancing to The Jackson 5.


I feel like this list needs more on it, but these are really the only three movies I watched. I mean, I’ve had trouble sleeping lately and letting MST3K run in the background helps, but I can’t call that watching. I could end this by saying something like “What I can say is that a big part of the reason I think we like the movies we like is being able to identify with someone in the story. Or at least know that someone behind the scenes understands us.” but it feels silly to say something so obvious. Problem is, I don’t know how obvious that is and as depression makes you think everything you say is stupid anyway... it becomes kind of a problem.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Sad little film fest...

I realized something. I only ever seen to watch Koyaanisqatsi and Silent Running when I'm alone, and it's like... midnight. And then it occurred to me that Goyokin fits that pattern as well. And The Dark Corner and Under The Cherry Moon too. And now I want to watch them all, in that order, and have the weirdest One-Man Film Fest in history.

This is why I can't be left alone unsupervised.


Tuesday, February 4, 2014

So I watched all of Zatoichi...


I don’t have any children, I have cats. Specifically, I have one cat that is MY cat. This is going somewhere. So at Christmas, I decided to allow my cat to get me a nice present. She decided to get me the Zatoichi Boxset from The Criterion Collection. See, I don’t have kids, so Syd can’t get some something and put their names on it. I’ve got to go on Amazon for the cat, and find something she would think I would like, and buy it for her. Cats, as you may have heard, are lazy creatures. So that’s how I came to own most of the Zatoichi movies, I already owned recent films under the brand name (more on that later) and I acquired the latest and the one film Criterion didn’t put in their boxset (again, later) so I could have them all. I then decided to watch all of them during January. I watched all the original movies during January, but life got in the way for the last three films. I watched them during the first few days of February.

So what it is?
The Zatoichi movies are an action series that spanned both movies and TV. There are 25 movies in the original set of films (which were made in only 11 years) and then it went to TV for four seasons. Then, in 1989, one more movie came along. All of these stared Shintaro Katsu in the title role (all the movies had the name Zatoichi in the title) which means it’s really not the James Bond of Japan, since those losers drop out after four or five movies. Even Dr Who tends to get a new guy to be its lead after three seasons.

Who Is This Guy?
The main character is a blind masseur, who wanders from place to place, getting in adventures. It’s okay that he’s blind though, because he has a cane with a sword in it and Mad Skillz (with a Z damnit) that even Daredevil would find impressive. He’s also part of the yakuza, even though he’s not part of any particular group. Yakuza have a different relationship to mainstream culture in Japan than The Mafia have in America, evidently. Zatoichi is very specific about how things should be done, and has no time for any yakuza boss who works with a corrupt official or victimizes people who aren’t asking for it. He’s got no problem with gamblers and even tolerates thugs, but if they break The Rules, then they are toast. Thing is, he’s not very high ranking, the Zato part of the name indicates that he’s the lowest rank of masseurs. He’s supposed to be just one step above a beggar, he’s the lowest rank of the lowest legal profession.

What Surprised Me
What I found most surprising is that the series never started to feel stale. There was only one movie in the original 25 that I didn’t like and that was Zatoichi Meets he One-Armed Swordsman. Every other movie was great, and I really enjoyed each and every one of them. I was also a little surprised at the fact that it wasn’t the same thing over and over again. Certain themes cropped up, but there are repeated themes just within the Samurai movie genre as a whole. That a few things seem to come up over and over again wasn’t a failing of the movies, so much as the beat of their rhythm. That there were regular badasses for Ichi to fight, or that Ichi would guess the dice by the sound they made was just part of the movies.

The thing is, the stories at the heart of the movies was always something a little different, and they were actually developed. A local boss would have a scam, and he would have reasons for the scam, and the people who would be helped and hurt are generally shown and fleshed out within the movie. It would have been very easy for this series to get lazy, but I never felt like it did. I always felt like the movies had fully realized stories and characters that you could actually care about. And at the heart of the whole thing is a fantastic actor playing a really captivating role. Katsu is sort of amazing as Zatoichi, and he’s incredibly fast. There are several action scenes I had to watch over to really catch everything.

I was also taken aback at how modern the movies felt. They’re shot with a style that was less prevalent then, but is more so now. This was kind of a trendsetting series though, so it’s easy to see how this might be the case.


Thoughts
The first 25 come in such quick succession that it was like watching a TV show (which the series later became) but one where a little more time and money was lavished than the average show. It’s a really excellent series, and very populist. The poor people, the exploited masses, these are the heroes, while the rich are corrupt bastards. Ichi is a tough guy, and a sweetheart, so he was adored by yakuza and grandmothers alike. You can see how the series was as popular as it was, and why it gave Katsu the power it did.

The last movie (the 26th) came some 16 years after the previous film, and is so 80s it kind of hurts. The movie itself it fine, even if it comes off as Zatoichi’s greatest hits. The music is super 80s pop though, as is much of the rest of the movies. I liked it though, and it’s got no shame in standing next to its brothers.

Now, in 2003 Kitano Takeshi made a new movie, with himself in the title role. He’s often the star of movies he directs, so there was nothing odd there. And Katsu directed two of the original Zatoichi movies, so that’s okay. The movie was weird though, because it was very much a Kitano Takeshi movie and those two styles don’t naturally suggest each other. Also, while paying tribute to the originals, they are also sort of a parody as well. Several things are made jokes, while other things are followed along exactly as they should be. It was sort of the perfect mix in a world that grasped that kind of humor.

In 2008 a movie with a woman starring as Ichi (the blind swordswoman). This movie played the whole thing far more seriously, and had a plot that followed Ichi more than it examined the bad guys. The movie was different than any of the Zatoichi movies, but I felt like that was in a good way. It was inspired by the original, but it wasn’t a slave to it. It was also longer than any of the others. Most the Zatoichi movies clock in at under 90 minutes, this one went a full two hours.

Finally, at the end (and I’m exhausted by the way) come 2010s Zatoichi: The Last. To be honest, less said about that the better