NEW CASTLE — The big, new exciting thing for the French Fries to do in the Couch Potato household as of late is something Mrs. Couch Potato has deemed “Movie Night.” This consists of picking an unseen children’s movie, laying out the sleeping bags on the living room floor, nuking some popcorn and relaxing as a family.
The majority of movies we own are illogically housed in an old, antique trunk that sits in our living room as part décor, part functional table. Our DVD player, DirecTV box and remotes sit atop the trunk. For this reason, it is not very easy to access the contents of the trunk without upsetting the jungle-like wires that run away from the technology.
So when Mrs. Couch Potato asked me to retrieve a movie from the trunk for “Movie Night,” I was naturally a bit hesitant. I really did not feel like fighting through all of the mess to find a movie, so Mrs. Couch Potato resorted to the “B” stash upstairs.
She returned with a VHS of Disney’s Peter Pan and a DVD of old Bugs Bunny cartoons. When I was growing up, there was nothing better than Bugs Bunny and his Looney Toon pals, so I opted for the DVD.
The French Fries settled in with their popcorn and sleeping bags and we pushed play on Bugs Bunny. The DVD contained only three, ten minute shorts, but they were hilarious nonetheless. Bugs did his usual routine, prancing around in women’s clothing as he tormented Yosemite Sam, Daffy Duck and oddly enough, Napoleon Bonaparte.
The whole thing got me thinking about how much cartoons have changed. My French Fries love watching Dora the Explorer, Caillou and The Mickey Mouse Club (which is hardly recognizable to the old Mickey cartoons). These shows are fine, but they really make no attempt at entertainment or comedy.