Six Damn Fine Degrees

Six Damn Fine Degrees #220: The meta madness of Duck Amuck

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Welcome to Six Damn Fine Degrees. These instalments will be inspired by the idea of six degrees of separation in the loosest sense. The only rule: it connects – in some way – to the previous instalment. So come join us on our weekly foray into interconnectedness!

At some point when I was in my early teenage years, I found myself with a video tape of classic Merrie Melodies and Looney Tunes cartoons, which we’d got from an uncle or from some friends. In the end it doesn’t matter, because what mattered was the joy the video brought: these were the genuine classics of Warner Bros. animation, the likes of What’s Opera, Doc?, in which Elmer Fudd dresses up as Siegfried and sings “Kill the wabbit!” to the tune of Richard Wagner’s “Ride of the Valkryries”, and Duck Dodgers in the 24½th Century, the second-funniest piece of filmmaking about Mutually Assured Destruction.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #219: Osvaldo Cavandoli’s La Linea

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Italian TV cartoons that were the joy of our youths? Reading Alan’s piece from last week, I didn’t have to look far: To me, La Linea, the little angry man hand-sketched by a cartoonist on a line, was an ever-present phenomenon in 1980s television.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #218: Maurizio Nichetti’s Volere Volare

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When I was young, in distant, far-off days when television in the UK was limited to just four channels, you could sometimes find yourself idly watching the box when a genuine oddity would come up. Nothing you would actually have ever thought about watching, but it was on and, before you knew it, BANG, you were hooked.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #217: L.A. Confidential, revisited

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Director Curtis Hanson with Kevin Spacey. Image copyright Warner Bros.

Although I try to avoid plot spoilers, for those who have never seen L.A. Confidential: skip this article and see the film first. It’s worth it, and inevitably there will be minor spoilers ahead.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #216: Sometimes the best revenge is the one you forget about

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Revenge is one of the staples of our culture. Think of Hamlet, or The Count of Monte Cristo, or even of Carrie. Think of Kill Bill or Mad Max or The Princess Bride. Revenge is a motif, and indeed a motive, that’s clear, easily understood, and it allows us to vicariously enjoy our darker impulses through others. We may fantasise about getting our own back on those who have wronged us, but we rarely put it into practice – and most definitely not as spectacularly as Maximus the Gladiator, or Beatrix “the Bride” Kiddo, or Inigo Montoya, the sword master we’ve all wanted to be at one time or another.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #215: Revenge Means Taking out the Trash

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Have you ever thought about what vengeance means to you? Who would you revenge yourself on? The coworker who stole your promotion, the jerk who cut you off in traffic, the kid who made your life hell in middle school? Someone closer to you? And what would it look like, to actually, really, finally get your own back?

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #214: ’70s Movie Brat Musicals

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There’s a host of great directors that made their names in the 1970s, producing a body of work that revitalised moviegoing at the time and which still stands up to this day. But there is one genre that seemed to be beyond them – where their adoration of the past seemed to prevent them from producing something new and, crucially, very good.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #213: Murder By Clue

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Reading Melanie’s fascinating deep-dive into the Chinese series The Spirealm, with colourful characters caught together in a house full of doors, setting off a game of decisions and variations, I was immediately reminded of one pre-virtual, pre-digital version of a similar scenario: the game Clue, and its 1985 film adaptation.

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #212: Traipsing around in your virtual brain

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Six Damn Fine Degrees #211: The book’s the thing

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Like Sam, I was a big fan of The Little Vampire as a kid – though, unlike him, I was a Book Firster. I loved the books by Angela Sommer-Bodenburg (at least as far as I read them, stopping somewhere around the fourth or fifth volume), and I think I may have had something of a kid crush on the vampire girl the main character fell in love with, but I couldn’t abide what I saw of the TV series. I’d been looking forward to watching the adaptation, but to me at the age of 10 or 11 it felt deeply silly. To be fair to the series, though, perhaps it was simply that I was growing out of the books at the time, and maybe I minded what I saw as the series’ silliness because it highlighted to me the ways in which The Little Vampire was, first and foremost, a series of children’s books. Not YA, not “for all ages”, but kids’ books. Which doesn’t mean that you’re magically too old for such fare at the age of 10, nor that such books cannot be enjoyable as you get older – but, for me, The Little Vampire stopped being as enjoyable as it had been originally. And, having loved the books dearly until then, perhaps that’s why I pretty much stopped reading them from one day to the next.

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