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...Greenough resident Vaishali Bakshi '90, noticed water seeping down the walls of the third floor hallway. She went upstairs to the fourth floor and found water "spewing like a fountain" from one of the three toilets on the floor, Bakshi said...
...soon the fad faded in red ink and rancor. The same black community leaders who would urge Paramount Pictures to suppress Ralph Bakshi's "racist" film Coonskin (and, a decade later, Sam Fuller's White Dog) were condemning blaxploitation as image suicide. Moreover, white liberal producers, reluctant to portray black men as rapists and dopers, failed to come up with alternatives. "If you're not working," says Actor Stan Shaw (Roots II), "you don't "get better...
...Magoo cartoons were as simple and nearsighted as their subject. The Flintstones might just as well have been on radio. Ralph Bakshi seemingly made The Lord of the Rings with tracing paper and a Xerox machine. Now even the Disney organization is preoccupied with wooing the nation's video-game addicts over to its computer movie TRON. So it may be up to Bon Bluth to carry the torch of classical animation. Bluth would have it no other way. Like a conservative bishop fighting his church for abandoning the Latin Mass, Bluth left the Disney cartoon studio...
...Ralph Bakshi dreams big. Turning Fritz the Cat (1972) and The Lord of the Rings (1978) into animated features posed insufficient challenge to a man who contains Whitmanesque multitudes. Now he would tell, in an hour and a half of cartoons, the story of 20th century America and its popular music. American Pop would be a nipper version of Disney's Fantasia, and something more: a dirge for lost patriarchy, for the sermons and sins of fathers everywhere, personified by four generations of American pops. One father would die in a tsarist pogrom; the next would become a friend...
What doth it profit an animation director if he dreams big but draws bad? Bakshi's characters have ill-defined noses and chins, they shrug and dislocate a shoulder, they sing and recede into Peter Max poster-haste. Their gestures and voices are grossly exaggerated; they all seem to have gone to Actors Studio and learned only to overact. They are Bakshi's image of America: searching for archetypal dreams, living out clich...