1988: The Canterville Ghost (animated)

Very little information exists about this 1988 half hour special, which was aired Sept 26, 1988, apparently (based on the data in the circulating video file) on the USA network. It does look like something they would have shown on USA back then. Nancy Cartwright (Bart Simpson) provides one of the voices. Some remember it playing on USA in the 1990s in a double feature, perhaps with Double Double Toil and Trouble (an Olson Twins affair) and Trick or Treason, an Alvin and the Chipmunks flop from 1994 that was nowhere near as good as their Wolf Man movie.

With stylized animation that makes it look like a 16 bit version of the style of Witch's Night Out, or perhaps WNO cross-bred with one of those picture books they'd animate a little on Reading Rainbow, this is probably fairly gorgeous in good quality (though the circulating video, which was made available by halloweenshows dot net , is a bit rough).

About as rare as these specials get, this edition of The Canterville Ghost actually seems to generate more interest (certainly more emails from fans) than the 1986 live action movie that featured Alyssa Milano, with many people in particular remembering the sequence in which Sir Simon talks about the death of his wife.

 Plenty of people have made movie and cartoon versions of Oscar Wilde's short story, and it seems to be made for the format: the story of a ghost having trouble scaring the people who move into his house is an easy generator for Home Alone-style pranks and laughs - and this version plays up the humor much more effectively than most of them do, as poor Sir Simon is tormented by the young twins and offered some lubricant for his chains by the father.  However, it's only like this for the first two thirds. After that, it abruptly turns into a much sadder story, as Sir Simon tells Virginia how he let his wife go riding one day, and the carraige went off a bridge. They found her drowned body the next day, and he himself wound up buried in an unmarked grave, unmourned. You don't see a lot of cartoons talking about unmarked graves. Virginia has to mourn over Simon's grave, then help him learn to forgive himself so he can go from haunting the attic to the "beautiful garden" in the next world. It's a night and day switch from the tone of the first two-thirds.

It's this portion that keeps the story from simply being a Looney Tunes romp, but it's tends to make for an uneven story that turns too quickly from pure comedy to pure tragedy (with a lot of Victorian-style sentiment in most cases).

In this version, though, it seems to be the dark sequence towards the end that lives in peoples' memories. The scene (illustrated with a few non-moving painted backgrounds) in which Sir Simon's wife rides off, and the scene of the edge of the carraige poking from the water, are said to have inspired a few nightmares.

 But the whole piece is really as good an adaptation of the story as I've seen, and the animation is really quite unique, like a really cool picture book come to life.

On Sleepy Hollow (2013 TV series)

On the show Community, they occasionally show clips of of a Doctor Who parody called Inspector Spacetime. The Inspector and his companion will crash-land somewhere, and the companion will say "Where are we, Inspector?" to which the Inspector replies, "The question isn't where, but....when?"

This line appears, almost verbatim, in the first episode of the new Sleepy Hollow TV show, which I've taken to describing as "If Inspector Spacetime crash-landed in Twin Peaks." I can't do much better to describe than my fellow Firebrand Literary survivor Scott Neumyer did in his Rolling Stone review, which was entitled "Sleepy Hollow Is Batshit Crazy." But I mean all this as a compliment. Sure, the show may make very little sense, really, but it has foggy graveyards, catacombs full of the bones of dead witches, dusty old books full of ancient secrets, and some pretty slick coffins. And, now and then, a headless horseman. I'll give pretty much anything with a headless horseman in it a shot.

Now, this show and its premise have almost nothing to do with the original Legend of Sleepy Hollow. To refresh, the story there is that in the early 1800s, a lanky New Englander named Ichabod Crane comes to Sleepy Hollow, New York, to teach school. While there, he becomes enamored with a coquette named Katrina Van Tassel, whose father owns a heck of a farm. After being strung along by her for a while, he's chased out of town by the Headless Horseman, the chief among all the local ghosts. It's said to be the ghost of a Hessian soldier from the Revolution that had taken place in living memory, but Washington Irving's story, the one that chases Ichabod is strongly implied to have been Brom Bones, Ichabod's romantic rival, in disguise, just trying to scare him.

Here on the show, Ichabod Crane is a British official who switched sides to fight under George Washington in the 1770s, and died in battle just after decapitating a horseman. His wife, Katrina, put him under some sort of spell that kept him asleep for more than two centuries until he wakes up in New York, where he finds that Katrina was burned as a witch in the 1790s and now inhabits some sort of world-between-worlds, like the Black Lodge only with more shrubbery, and that the horseman is actually one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Teaming up with the police officer who found him, Ichabod and Katrina now fight various demons and witches every week as they try to keep the horseman from finding his head and bringing about the end of days.

Now, there are plenty of things wrong with this. As a historian, I don't even know where to begin saying what's wrong with Katrina being burned as a witch in the 1790s. I'm hesitant to call it a "modern day take" on the old legend, since it has basically nothing to do with it (I don't think the story of Ichabod Crane and the Headless Horseman exists in the world of the show). Take out the names Ichabod and Katrina, and there's basically no connection at all.

And I'm pretty sure that one day soon, perhaps as soon as next week (we're three episodes in as I write this), I'll turn the show on and realize that I no longer have any idea what the hell is going on. It happened about midway through season 2 of Twin Peaks, and about halfway through the run of The X-Files, and I doubt I'll last the whole season on this one. For now it's mostly just a "monster of the week" sort of show, but sooner or later it'll bogged down on the underlying plot and I'll lose track of things.

But for now, I'm really enjoying it. Though Ichabod's jokes about seeing a Starbucks everywhere now were a bit cheap, I enjoyed watching Ichabod adapt to the 20th century. And though I have some issues with its awful grasp on history, problematic uses of religious themes, etc, it is nice to see such a diverse cast. And it's kind of fun to watch a headless horseman with an assault rifle. He's a pretty bad shot, but, hey, how's he supposed to aim the thing without any eyes? Most Sleepy Hollow variants seem to take it for granted that the horseman can see pretty well.

And, as mentioned, it's got foggy graveyards and catacombs full of the bones of dead witches that you can apparently find just by poking around in suburban New York basements (hey, they find dead bodies all over the place; they found a whole underground chamber full of skeletons in Union Square back in the 60s).  If the show is over-the-top with its corniness and insanity, at least it knows it. It's the kind of show where if someone seems like they'd look good in a cape, they'll probably go ahead and have them wear a cape. Where a villain probably wouldn't be afraid to say "It's mine! All mine!" Where no production assistant would ever dare to utter "Hey, do you think people will wonder how come there's a fog machine going?" It's nice to see a show that seems to have no real interest in taking itself too seriously.

1987: Ghost Stories from The Pickwick Papers

How in the HELL did I never hear of this? I'm a big Dickens fan - I have a whole blog called Drink Like the Dickens in which I make drinks out of Dickens books (smoking bishop, wassail, negus, etc). And yet, somehow it escaped me that there was actually a made-for-video cartoon that functions as a Charles Dickens Halloween Special.

Dickens's first novel, The Pickwick Papers, made him a star. Something like 80% of all people who could read bought a copy, and its hardcore fans rivaled Harry Potter fans for obsessiveness (I would have loved to see what they did on Tumblr). The book, a rambling narrative in which Mr. Pickwick and his friends wander around from adventure to adventure, presented a sort of "Englishness" that everyone recognized, but which had never been captured before. I like to compare it to Clerks, which presented a sort of suburban lifestyle that much of my generation recognized at once, but had never really seen on film before.

The book hasn't held up particularly well. For a good century, it was the go-to book to mention when people were talking about the funniest book of all time, but today it's funny in an "I guess you had to be there" way. Most of the adventures seem like Laurel and Hardy shorts. But that isn't to say it's bad, by any means.

At various points in the book, presumably whenever Dickens was short on ideas, some character or another will tell a totally unrelated short story, the best known of which is probably The Goblins Who Stole a Sexton, which was sort of an early version of A Christmas Carol.  Many of the stories had ghostly themes, and, in Ghost Stories From The Pickwick Papers, we get animated versions of four of the stories, strung together by a framing device in which the Pickwick Club is telling ghost stories to kill time.

Emerald City animation was making a lot of Dickens movies in those days, as well as adaptations of classics like The Phantom of the Opera. From what I can see from the previews, they all look similar to this one: gorgeously painted, but still obviously low budget work by skeleton crews.

The animation is of that Filmation style, and a lot of corners are clearly being cut. The script could stand to be a bit punchier, as it drags in places. But the visuals are so fantastic that none of this really matters. The characters themselves look a bit simple, but the backgrounds have some of the best foggy Victorian streets, tumble-down mansions, moldy graveyards, and gnarled branches in the business. The producers were not afraid to be scary, and the result is a great "Halloweenish" vibe throughout.  If only the budget had been bigger, you get the impression that this could have made a really dynamite feature film.


All quibbles aside, though, there are some really good parts here. My favorite story, both in the book and the cartoon, concerns a guy who meets a ghost in an old inn (there are a LOT of inns in this book), and asks the ghosts why ghosts are always haunting gloomy places. Why not go someplace nice? The ghost is astounded. "I never thought of that!" he says. And off he goes.

Here's it is; thanks to John Bolles for the tip.



Fruity Yummy Mummy and Frute Brute Rise Again!


This is a bit off-topic, but I can't help wanting to talk about this stuff. It's not exactly TV related, unless you count commercials, but it's Halloween nostalgia, all right.

We had a weird custom on Halloween in Des Moines - before saying "trick or treat," (which you actually did on Beggar's Night, Oct 30th), you had to tell a joke. Something along the lines of "Why did the man put his car in the oven? Because he wanted a hot rod!" We had to work for our treats, and we didn't complain, because we had values in those days. I was surprised to move South and find kids just saying "trick or treat" and expecting candy, like a bunch of mooching commies.

I remember one year I was trick-or-treating behind a kid whose joke was one he got off a box of Yummy Mummy, the newly-released monster cereal to go along with Count Chocula and Frankenberry (Boo Berry was already sort of hard to find by then). I don't remember the question part of the joke, but the answer was "Fruity Yummy Mummy." The kid carefully recited the joke at every house, and the people at the door, who probably didn't get it if they didn't follow the cereal world closely, smiled politely and gave the kid some candy.

I'm telling this story because it amounts to just about the full extent of my memories of Fruity Yummy Mummy, which never really got off the ground as a cereal. I remember having it and thinking it was okay a few times, though given the choice I probably would have picked King Vitaman over it. 1988 was an odd time to bring out a new monster cereal; they had already pretty much stopped advertising them on television by then, and I think they've given up on having cool prizes in the boxes for the most part. By the late 90s, I couldn't find any monster cereals at all, except for occasionally Count Chocula.

Tales of how good Frankenberry was became a part of my teenage suburban folklore. "I used to inhale that stuff," one friend used to say. There was a web page in the mid 90s devoted to the long-lost Boo Berry, lamenting how General Mills "never really gave Boo Berry a chance." Production art from a Frankenberry commercial was one of the first things I bought when I discovered eBay.

About ten years ago, the cereals started being easy to find at Halloween again, so I've always been able to get my fill of the three basic monsters, and never really found myself missing Fruity Yummy Mummy. Still, when they announced last month that Fruity Yummy Mummy was coming back, along with Fruit Brute, which was cancelled before my time, I was ecstatic. Yes! Bring back everything from my childhood! Let nothing be lost! My generation will not stop until we can get our Ecto-Cooler again. From a metal can.

So, with a song in my heart, I have been in a Target store just about every, just checking. I've hit grocery stores, too, but only Target is getting retro-style boxes. Just the idea of getting Count Chocula in a retro box was exciting to me, and the chance to try Frute Brute at last made me feel like I had a chance to fill a hole I never realized I had in my soul. In a way.

Today, they finally showed up in the Halloween department of the West Loop Target here in Chicago.  My memories aren't really strong enough to tell me if the flavor is authentic; word on the street is that they were both the same flavor originally, and the way to get the "authentic" version is to mix them. Here's my verdict:

FRUTE BRUTE
A cherry-flavored cereal that tastes pretty much like any other red cereal, albeit with marshmallows. Tasty.

YUMMY MUMMY
Now this stuff is tasty business. The orange-cream flavored cereal tastes like a creamsicle bar. Delicious.

MIXED:
Mixing them together makes things a bit too....crowded. Like a bowl of Fruit Loops, the individual cherry, orange and vanilla flavors sort of get lost in the shuffle. Perhaps the sort of guys who can taste twelve different flavors in their wine would appreciate it more, but I just don't have that good of a palette.


I'll leave you with this photo of how I'm using my boxes to help decorate my desk for Halloween, even though showing a pictures with records exposes me to the general risk of being called a hipster on Reddit. It beats being called a dudebro.



And a vintage Yummy Mummy commercial. Boo Berry was out of the ads by this point, and Frankenberry would soon follow, if I remember right:

2013: The Legend of Smurfy Hollow

I was going to review the new Sleepy Hollow TV series, but I decided I'd wait for a few more episodes. So far, it seems like Inspector Spacetime landed in Twin Peaks during Season 2, the one where things spun out of control and made very little sense. I mean this in a nice way, and all, but I'm not sure what to say about it yet.

So, instead, I thought I'd share a few thoughts on the Smurfs' first proper Halloween special, a straight-to-DVD half hour cartoon entitled The Legend of Smurfy Hollow. It's in stores now.

I suppose we can now expect that every toy we remember is going to be revived for the big screen sooner or later. He-Man hasn't happened yet, but it's in the works. We may not see movies of I Vant to Bite Your Finger or The Wuzzles any time soon, but nothing shocks me anymore. The way the movie business works now, a lot revolves around opening week gross (more than it used to), and "stuff you've heard of" is a safe risk, no matter how bad the movie is.

So after disappearing from pop culture for about 20 years, a couple of years back the Smurfs came back in a big way with a poorly-received movie that did well enough to spawn a poorly-received sequel. I haven't seen either one of them, so I really shouldn't comment. Even in the 80s, I had a few smurfs and all, and I vaguely remember seeing The Smurfs and the Magic Flute in a theater, but I wasn't all that into them.

Still, after a few minutes, when The Legend of Smurfy Hollow turned from its CGI framing device of a bunch of smurfs telling ghost stories and morphed into a cell-animated cartoon, I was filled with a warm, fuzzy feeling. A new Smurfs cartoon! After all this time!

The story is really nothing like The Legend of Sleepy Hollow at all. Here, we have the Smurfs gearing up for their annual berry-picking competetion, which Brainy Smurf wins every year. Another Smurf (I forget his name) follows Brainy into Smurfy Hollow, which most Smurfs avoid because of several signs saying "Beware of the Headless Horseman." Brainy put them up himself to scare others away from Smurfy Hollow, which is by far the best place to pick berries.

There's a funny sequence in which Brainy talks to himself about the general absurdity about a headless horseman. "What would he do if it rained?" he asks. But then, of course, a REAL headless horseman shows up, Brainy runs, a rescue party is formed, and sooner or later three smurfs are trapped in Gargamel's cages.

Now, maybe I don't remember well enough, but I don't think Gargamel used to be particularly funny. He's more self-deprecating now; he gets a funny line here in which he exists that his personal hygiene is perfectly in line with 16th century standards.  Then, again, the Headless Horseman shows up and chases everyone away. Gargamel is vanquished, and the Smurfs learn some valuable lessons. Spoiler alert: the horseman is really a goat the Papa Smurf magically disguised as a ghost (implying that he's known Brainy was cheating all along, I suppose).

The Legend of Smurfy Hollow isn't bad. Heck, it's nice just to see a new cell-animated Halloween special at all. The plot only makes a little bit of sense, but it's probably better than the average episode of The Smurfs from the 80s, and it sure made me hungry for a bowl of SmurfBerry Crunch. That was a some good cereal, right there. I suppose a box of Cap'n Crunch's Oops All Berries will have to do...until I can get my hands on the re-released versions of Fruit Brute and Fruity Yummy Mummy, for which I'm checking Target daily. That's where I was when I found this new Smurf DVD, which was only five bucks.

I'll leave you with Tom Smith's "Smurfin' Safari"

1987: The Monster's Ring

This is one of those specials that I only saw once, but I remember where I was when I saw it (my next-door neighbor's house), and a couple of stray lines have stuck with me the whole time. It's kind of remarkably, really, because, as a Halloween special, it's not all that memorable. It's not bad or anything, but except for the interest that developed around it due to it being long-lost and hard to find for a while, it never exactly had the rabid following of shows like Witch's Night Out.

Based on Bruce Coville's novel, and aired as an episode of CBS Storybreak in 1987, The Monster's Ring tells the story of , a young boy who looks exactly like Harry Potter would have if Harry Potter was a late '80s cartoon show.    Russell is being hassled by a bully named Eddie who, like Nelson Muntz before him, seems to be a sad, lonely little boy who needs to be isolated from everybody. I wish we could see more of what makes Eddie tick; sometimes in our anti-bullying campaigns we forget that bullies are people, too. Still, his father's advice to "make friends" with the bully, and said father's lack of suspicion when Eddie is seen "borrowing"  Russell's bike later, gives me the impression that the father in this cartoon is a pretty dim fellow.

Upon running away from Eddie one day near Halloween, Russell ends up in a part of town where he's never been before, and where the sky is mysteriously dark, even though it was bright just around the corner. In it is a magic shop run by a strange old man who sells real magic at bargain prices. We've all seen shops like this in stores - you buy something like a monkey's paw or a Shakespeare Folio for a nickel, and when you try to go back to the shop, you find it was never there.   Never tries to go back to the store in the cartoon, for some reason, but I assume that if he did, he'd never even be able to find that strange part of town again.

For a quarter, he buys The Monster's Ring, a little ring said to contain a faithful servant. By squinting one eye and saying "Gremlin of the magic ring, change me to a monstrous thing,"   Russell  is able to turn himself into a monster that puts me in mind of the way Scott Howard looked as a wolf in the Teen Wolf cartoon.  Most who see him think it's a great look - "I made it from things we found around the house," he says, in a line that stuck with me - but Eddie is scared to death and runs away, until    develops enough self confidence that he doesn't need the ring anymore, and is able to help Eddie from higher-up bullies of his own.

Lost and impossible to find until it was recently uploaded to youtube by the guy who made up a fake Disney channel (he even added in commercials and stuff),  The Monster's Ring isn't so offensively dull or bad that you might watch it now and marvel that you were ever so easily entertained, but I certainly got the idea that some elements of the plot didn't translate well to the 26 minute format, and, though the animation itself isn't bad for its era, it lacks that Halloween atmosphere that I value so highly - the Magic Shop and the strangley dark part of town should have been a real treat to animate, but they come off as pretty bland here. Still, I never got particularly bored watching it now, the plot was pretty coherent, and I did feel like I ought to pick up a copy of the book, which I suppose was the point to begin with.

 
CBS Storybreak-The Monster's Ring by f100000584650035

1973: Pyramid Films Sleepy Hollow Cartoon


Well, here we have an odd cartoon short to add to the "Legend of Sleepy Hollow" variants. The characters generally have the monochrome look of characters that you see in Witch’s Night Out, only they keep changing color. Ichabod is blue in one scene, then white in the next and orange in the next. It makes for an odd style. Ichabod’s long and spindly limbs make him look like a spider (which would actually an interesting way to portray ol’ Ichabod), and his chin and nose look like a couple of penises. Many viewers might be turned off just by the look of the thing.
But this faithful adaptation - including references to the “Indian wizard,” the “woman in white,” “major Andre’s tree,” and other urban folklore of Sleepy Hollow included in the original story but seldom mentioned in adaptations - has a lot a going for it. The spooky sequences are really cool, and remind me of the trippy sequence in A Boy Named Charlie Brown where Shroeder plays Beethoven’s Pathetique Sonata. The marker and watercolor-style illustrations are genuinely ominous and may scare the heck out of little kids.

Less successful, though, are the sequences in between the scary parts, with montages of Ichabod singing, eating, and dancing. These just seem like bad Sesame Street sequences to me. Also, the bouncy country score under the “midnight ride” sequence doesn’t quite seem to fit with the visuals. 
Originally produced in 1973 (presumably as a film strip to be played in schools?) and shown on HBO in the 80s, this is an odd little entry to the Sleepy Hollow cartoon canon. Not the best version out there, but the “dark” sequences make it memorable. 

Now available on youtube: 


2010: Scared Shrekless

When it’s at its best, the Shrek series is pretty terrific - long before everyone on the planet was covering Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah,” it utilized the song to tremendous effect. Putting Leonard Cohen in a kids movie is downright subversive, in its way. Shrek 2 had a bar full of villains in which Captain Hook was playing piano “Little Drop of Poison,” a Tom Waits number. 


But less successful is the use of, say, Smashmouth. The Cohen and Waits songs, like Pee Wee King’s “You Belong to Me” (which was also used to great effect) have an “outside of time” quality about them that makes them fit into Shrek’s world pretty cleanly. Smashmouth, Neil Diamond, Ricky Martin, and some of the other artists whose works they utilized belong too much to our world. 
Perhaps this is why Shrek, though sucessful, never began as big an institution as I think it could have been, and why Monsters Inc, which the first Shrek movie beat out for the best animated feature oscar, holds up a bit better for me.  
Now, this isn’t to say that the Shrek movies aren’t funny - they certainly are, particularly the brilliant first one. But, then, there are times in each installment when they seem to fall back too hard on bodily function jokes and cultural references that make the first movie seem more dated than it should. Now, don’t get me wrong here - I’m fine with pop culture references in cartoons, books, whatever*. I don’t think they automatically make something dated at all, they just make it clear what year a given story is taking place in. When I read a book that takes place n 1964, even if it was written around that time, I want Beatles references. 
But perhaps those references only age well if they actually refer to things from the world in which the story takes place. Lifting them into Shrek’s fantasy setting doesn’t hold up as well. Also, though I’m by no means opposed to a fart joke or a poop joke, when they come up in Shrek, I just want to look at the writers and say “Come on, now - you’re better than that.” Some of them seem shoe-horned in to keep the kids laughing at a series where most of the jokes are probably going over their heads. 
But, hey. You do what you gotta do. 
I haven’t kept track of the series as well as perhaps I should have, but the delightful 2010 Halloween special - Scared Shrekless - makes me want to go back and make up for lost time. Presenting a sort of anthology in which Shrek and the gang try to top each other’s scary stories, this plays like one of the better Simpsons: Treehouse of Horror installments. The title alone shows that the writers here weren’t scared into being approrpiate first and funny second, though it did make me worry that I was in for an evening of poop jokes. But I needn’t have worried - even with such tempting bait for poop joke writers as three ogre babies in diapers (could there be a more tempting bait?), Scared Shrekless didn’t rely on the naughty bits or topical jokes - it just set out to be a damned fine Halloween special, and pulled off one of the best such things in the last fifteen or twenty years. 

Beginning with Shrek and his wife and young children trick or treating, Shrek ends up taking his usual pals - Donkey, the gingerbread man, Pinnochio, and the Puss in Boots - out to a supposedly haunted castle, where they’ll try to scare each other. Shrek, as an ogre, claims that he can’t be scared, because he’s the one who does the scaring. Ogres, he and Fiona, his wife, explain, are the kings of Halloween.
The first story is that of the Gingerbread Man, who tells of the night he went to see his baker, having been kicked out by his girlfriend (now there’s a life event that doesn’t happen in many kids’ shows) and demanding that the baker make him a bride. The baker is reluctant to use as much sugar as the gingerbread man calls for, but goes along with it, resulting in the creation of gingerbread woman, who immediately starts acting like a slightly older version of Elmira, the annoying clingy girl from Tiny Toons. Now, as a rule, I don’t think psychotic girlfriends are very funny (they sure aren’t in real life), but it was fun to watch the gingerbread man dealing with adult relationship problems in his high-pitched voice, and fun to watch the evil gingerbread bride coming back to haunt him after he (yes) kills her.
It was the part where he killed her that made me realize I was watching something much more in line with The Simpsons than, say, a Nicktoon (and not just because she dies just about the same way Bart and Lisa do at the end of Treehouse of Horror 5). People don’t usually get killed in stuff that’s aimed at kids - or, if they do, they generally fall to their death and die offscreen, so more sensitive children, perhaps, could imagine that they just landed on their heads and got a bump that made them change their ways (this would not have been me; I remember making my mother assure me, again and again, that the wicked witch from Snow White was never seen again after falling into that deep chasm).


From there, Scared Shrekless flounders just slightly - the segment in which Donkey is stalked by a donkey-eating waffle never gets a chance to develop, and the segment in which Shrek gives Gepeto parenting advice when Pinnochio gets possessed by his conscience devolves into “puke in the face / kick in the nuts” jokes. All in all, both of the last segments are pretty good, but with more time to stretch out they could have been great.
And so what we end up with isn’t so unusual - a Halloween special that seems to be wrong length for its script. But in a bit of a rare move, it’s one that I wish was longer; there was too much wild invention here to cram into twenty-one minutes, and the last ten seemed stuffed with the writers trying to get all their jokes in. And I couldn’t blame them. Scared Shrekless is funny, just scary enough that you know that they aren’t wussing out for the sake of the easily-frightened kids, and as gorgeous, visually, as any Halloween special ever produced.
The 2011 DVD is packaged with Thriller Night, another mini Shrek Halloween special, a five minute parody of the “Thriller” video that opens with Shrek running, screaming, from a screening of The Sound of Music. What follows is an excellent, almost shot-for-shot remake of the famous video, with Shrek in the role of Michael Jackson’s girlfriend. It’s pretty funny, too. 


* - maybe I’m just being bitter here; the whole "don't use pop culture" rule for YA writers gets on my nerves a lot. When I read my older books, it's what they LACK that makes them seem dated. My books from 2007-8 have little mention of social media, youtube, streaming video services, etc, all of which would have made for a different plot. A stray reference to Metallica doesn't hurt them at all. 

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