I miss cartoons. I miss Super Book and Flying House. I miss She-Ra and Punky Brewster (not a cartoon, but still.) In fact, I miss television, the corny shows I mean. I miss the Adventures of Pete and Pete (with its good soundtrack – I discovered Polaris and The Magnetic Fields thru this show.)
I am sleepy-eyed at work because my brother Tom a.k.a. PartyJesus and I watched an old, dubbed Chinese film on Solar channel last night. There were two main characters who vowed to defeat Mad Dog, Mad Dog being an old man who acts like a… mad dog with moves as suave as an epileptic on high doses of caffeine. Muy caliente! The film grain was terrible and the dubbing included lines such as :
“He’s a mad dog… he’s got rabies!”
“You silly, silly man.”
“Before the grains of this sandclock disappear, so will you.”
And a combination of lines such as : “You bit me…now I have rabies, you silly silly Mad Dog! I’ll make you disappear like the sands on my sandclock.”
The fight scene took place in the woods and lasted for 25 minutes. There was this other dude with a “The Strokes” haircut who kept popping into scenes to fight Mad Dog, then would disappear. Curious fellow. The movie ended with Mad Dog defeated and lying on the ground with his tongue lolling from the side of his mouth. A mad dog till the end, I thought, sniffling back tears. The last shot was a top view of all the characters forming a circle around Mad Dog, with Mad Dog’s apprentice’s shout of “NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” rudely cut short by a lo-fi “THE END” sign. That was the end. No film credits, no director, no actor’s name, no soundtrack.
Bollywood is NOT the future of cinema. The future is in the Chinese cinema past.
