Thundercats HOOOOO!

[beccatoria]

Kevie's been watching Thundercats, which was a cartoon from the 80s. The basic premise of the feature length premiere is that the bad, evil dudes are forcing the "Brute Men" to build "Castle PLUN-DAAAHR!" and the Thundercats (the heroes) spend a lot of time in their brand-new-still-under-construction-top-secret lair whining about how unfair this is, while lifting not a finger of their own, and letting their "friends" the Ro-Bear-Burbles (yes, the ro-bear-burbles) do all the work. The Ro-Bear-Burbles' chief occupation seems to be growing fruit, befriending Thundercats and building fortresses for them. So far as I can tell, the only difference is the Brute Men are native slaves, while the Ro-Bear-Burbles (no, I will never get tired of typing that) are imported.

I don't think I need to say anymore. The wonder of 80s cartoons speak for themselves.

Other highlights include, "Rules are only rules if everyone obeys them. Otherwise they're just *words*."

And, "Go, Brute Men! Return to your peaceful lives and simple ways!"

Oh, the wisdom of Tigra.

Plus, Panthro, your seventies funk theme song is...well, I haven't the words.

Becka.

Comments

[tiniago.livejournal.com]

THIS POST MAKES ME LAUGH WILDLY. Perhaps like a sworn enemy of Thundercats who has just been deafeated by them yet again, and has no recourse but to LAUGH WILDLY AND BITTERLY IN MEGALOMANIAC PAIN; perhaps just like someone who is very amused by a recap of an 80s cartoon. Who knows? YOU DECIDE.

I never saw Thundercats. This is bewildering, because every other person my age saw it. Every other person a few years older than me saw it. Every other person a few years younger than me saw it. Everyone else apart from me, in fact, saw it. I don't know why I didn't see it. MY LIFE IS CURSED.

Apparently slavery is fine if they're imported. C.f.: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

[beccatoria.livejournal.com]

Actually slavery *is* fine as long as the slaves are from a neighbouring nation. C.f.: The Bible (Leviticus, I believe). Wearing clothes of two different weaves is also punishable by death. DEATH I TELL YOU! FEAR THE COTTON AND POLYESTER BLEND!

I only kinda vaguely remember Thundercats, but I pretty much missed like...every other kid cartoon ever. Seriously, I liked the Gummy Bears and the Ewoks (which no one *but* me seems to remember) and apart from that, I was the kid who hated cartoons. No, seriously. Hated them. Luckily I am now discovering what JOY I missed out on.

[tiniago.livejournal.com]

I remember the Ewoks! Oh god they were ace! They climbed trees with sucker pads! I REMEMBER THAT!

Do you remember something called... "The Dreamstone", possibly? About... a magician-type man who lived in a tall white tower in a forest, and he looked after the Dreamstone which regulated everybody's dreams, and he was kindly and benevolent and wise, and there was a vllage nearby with two kids who were his friends and who got to come and see him, and get involved with wacky hijinks, and there was a bad guy and cute stuff and whimsical stuff and floating bubbles and floating couches and dreams. Or something. Do you remember that? At all? I do, really clearly, and no-one else seems to.

Cartoons rocked. He-man! Animals of Farthing Wood! Dungeons and Dragons! Darkwater! I used to daydream in kid's cartoon style.