{"id":74804,"date":"2022-09-14T00:01:29","date_gmt":"2022-09-14T07:01:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cartoonresearch.com\/?p=74804"},"modified":"2023-08-19T18:16:00","modified_gmt":"2023-08-20T01:16:00","slug":"where-theres-smoke-part-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cartoonresearch.com\/index.php\/where-theres-smoke-part-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Where There\u2019s Smoke (Part 9)"},"content":{"rendered":"\"\"\n

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We\u2019ll cover (and hopefully snuff out) the last embers of the 1940’s in this instalment, allowing for some contributions from some of the wilder directors of the period, including Chuck Jones (now fully matured), Tex Avery, and a double-dose of Bob Clampett, including his farewell nod to theatrical animation, in a rare short produced for Republic Pictures. We\u2019ll also see both Paramount and Terrytoons wade through their old memory books, assembling a potpourri of gags you\u2019ve seen before – some from their own archives, others liberally lifted from competing studios. A further fastidious feast for the fire-fighting fancier. <\/p>\n

\"\"Birdy and the Beast<\/strong> (Warner, Tweety<\/em>, 4\/19\/45 – Robert Clampett, dir.) – Tweety, still in his early featherless \u201cOrson\u201d mode, faces off against a rather dopey, bulb-nosed black cat, who is definitely not Sylvester. At one point, after a pursuit involving a bulldog, Tweety wonders where the \u201cputty tat\u201d has gone, and goes looking for him. He fails to notice he is walking right into a \u201ctunnel\u201d which is really the cat\u2019s open mouth amidst the tall grass. Facing a dark drop-off at the entrance to the cat\u2019s throat, Tweety strikes a match to look in. \u201cNope. No putty tats in here.\u201d An external view of the cat shows Tweety\u2019s silhouette amidst light visible through the cat\u2019s cheek, light beams emitting from the cat\u2019s eyes, ears, and nostrils, and the cat\u2019s eyes spiraling in red. Then, the cat\u2019s whole face turns fiery red as smoke emits from his mouth, and he screams, jumping upwards, to knock himself out with a blow on a fence post above. Tweety crawls out of the unconscious cat\u2019s mouth, as smoke continues to pour out of the cat\u2019s lips. \u201cHelp! The putty tat is on fire!\u201d, yells Tweety. He reappears a second later, wearing a fireman\u2019s hat (bearing the number \u201c0\u201d instead of \u201c1″), and carrying a hose and nozzle, the end of which he places in the cat\u2019s mouth. He then exits the shot, to turn on a valve for the hose pressure – hooked to a tank of gasoline. The results are explosive, though only heard from offscreen. Tweety explains to the audience, \u201cOooh, the poor putty tat got hot as a firecwacker. He blow up, go BOOM.\u201d <\/p>\n