Zitat von Charles
One day around 1985 or so, a writer friend of mine called me in a panic. He said he had to write the story for 4 episodes of a new cartoon for one of the spanish TV channels, it was due the next day and he had absolutely nothing. Of course I'm always full of stories, so he begged me to come over and help him write it, and I knew he was serious because he offered to actually pay cash. I said I'd be right over.
Knowing writers as well as I do, I insisted we sit down and start drinking heavily so he'd get too drunk to realize what a load of bullshit we were writing. The character was supposed to be a mexican peasant and his trusty mule, trudging through the desert, getting into adventures with an environmentalist theme. He wanted to do something like Don Quixote. I said this is a kids show, we need something more visual, how about making him a Yaqui shaman like the Carlos Castaneda stories, he could be tormented by hallucinations of spirit guides every time he goes to sleep, they could show him how to use his magical powers to fight evil. He thought it was a great idea. I thought it was absolutely the worst crap ever, and the worse I made it, the more he loved it. So we sat down to write the worst cartoon series ever conceived. We finished late in the evening, he paid me a hundred, and I left, sure that this load of steaming dung would never EVER get made.
OK, so about 6 months later, I'm flipping through the channels, skipping past the spanish channels as usual, HEY wait a minute, WTF was THAT? Right before my eyes, on the TV, was the cartoon I wrote, except the mule is now a robot with telescoping legs that can walk a mile each step.
The moral of the story:
1. There is no cartoon script so bad that someone won't produce it.
2. There is no cartoon script so bad that someone can't make it even worse.
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Ich bin erst Mitte der 90er draufgekommen, was diese beknackten Plastikringe eigentlich darstellen sollten.
