In today’s rotten world filled with busy-bodies, joy-kills and bring-downs, everything must be for everyone always. What happens when you try to make everybody happy? That’s right, NOBODY IS HAPPY. I know I’m not. Halloween is withering on a vine growing out of a cracked sidewalk in an abandoned strip mall in a decaying suburb. I blame the religious jerks, nervous moms and liberals who’s dogma is protecting feelings of mankind. Sure, we still give out candy, but now we do it from our goddamned car trunks in a parking lot where laziness and paranoia are on a collision course hellbent on killing our future generations fun. Denying our children fear will just create useless killbots for our future wars.
Anyway, here’s some pretty amazing illustrations from the greatest Disney attraction in the world, The Haunted Mansion. BOO and Happy Halloween!
One thing there has never been much of a shortage of in this topsy-turvy world is Disney crap. Sure, like, you could go to any store anywhere and be guaranteed to find something with Mickey Mouse or the Little Mermaid emblazoned on it. However, for the hard-core collector like myself, you gotta gotta dig deeper for the more esoteric character’s paraphernalia, and digging deep is what I did. In other words, I need to get off the goddamned Disney Store’s emailing list.
Who says Disney cartoons can’t be funny? Well, usually me, but this is a rare exception. From what I’ve heard, Disney kept 1995′s Runaway Brain out of circulation because of its use of an “evil Mickey” and the comedic death of the professor.
Hahahaha! Greetings boils and ghouls! It’s the most wonderfully godless and depraved time of the year! You know what that means, it’s time to curl up with a infernal black cat and a bowl of unsanctified candy corn, because it’s time for 2012′s clump of creepy cartoons brought to you by your favorite scoundrels in Lattaland.
The first cartoon on the chopping block is from the carefree year of 1929 and is our shuttersome hero Mickey Mouse’s 14th outing. I’d sell my soul to the dark one to animate like Ub Iwerks. You hear me, Satan?
Y’know, after seeing the mouse head representing a big, evil corporation all of our lives, it’s easy to lose sight of Mickey Mouse’s appeal. I have been reading those Fantagraphics Floyd Gotterson reprints and seeing that stuff makes you totally get why Mickey took depression era America by a 4-finger storm.
What? Why didn’t anyone tell me that there is a large historical comic movie and cartoon character collection in a variety of venues nestled In its historic Camden Station a scant 8 miles from my home? (Please don’t try to find me, psychos.)