“Bosko! Save me!”
Animation by Rollin Hamilton and Norm Blackburn. A Looney Tune released in June of 1931.
Everybody knows a mountain range is the best to yodel. There’s less people around up there to tell you to stop irritating all with working ears. Plus, there’s a better chance of an avalanche putting you out of our misery. Bosko yodels because he loves hearing his echo. If you ever thought that was just sound reflecting off another surface, you were dumb. Moronic. Imbecilic. Just plain wrong. It’s the phantom mountain that returns your calls and disappears before you can get a good glimpse of it. Bosko may be the only kid to ever lay eyes on it. I’m glad we see what he sees.
My first question when anyone goes anywhere without me (so, when they go anywhere) is what wildlife you saw. You must have seen something, because life is pretty much everywhere on this planet. I’m happy to hear about the insects. (No, I don’t mean your children.) The fauna up here include bears that look to share an evolutionary ancestor with a Disney mouse, and Ibexes that can change the color of their nose. Comes in handy when your nose needs to camouflage itself as the rest of you.
But strange as it may sound, Bosko isn’t me. Why did he come all the way up here? It’s where his lady lives. The scenery isn’t half as beautiful as her. She seems eager to spend time together, so she begins the long trek down all her stairs. (You can crush oysters with her thighs.) She also shares living quarters with Mickey Clone #731. And for some reason, the short thinks we care about what he does with the house to himself. I would be if he was funny, or amazing. But he just golfs. You ever written ‘fail’, but made each letter composed of more ‘fail’s? Get on that.
Bosko slides down a tree to get to Honey. (Lost his mountaineering hat between cuts.) This isn’t a great way to travel, as there are several tree branches to be snapped off by your junk along the way. On the plus side, after this treatment, you could crush abalones with Bosko’s rear. Landing, he bounces onto some skis and takes Honey along for the ride. A two second ride. Once they hit a boulder, Honey is flung off and rolls down herself. Looks like she’s having a (snow)ball! Looks like she is a (snow)ball! Bosko desperately dodges trees behind, and M.C. 713 still can’t hit his pea into the cheese hole. And why is that spaghetti labeled as macaroni?
Honey is freed when her (snow) boulder hits a (rock) boulder and she is now flung off a cliff. Bosko also takes the boulder to his belly, but stays put. Only able to watch helplessly as Honey lands on ice flows in a fast moving stream. You don’t want water to move that fast as there can only be one kind of outcome for that. Good thing all mountains worth their salt have a St. Bernard nearby to aid in rescues. Doesn’t even have a barrel around his neck. I’m amazed we could tell what breed it is! You know us audiences; we’re rather slow.
Do you hate excitement? Cause we can (and do) cut back to that golfing clone. Don’t say it’s not the time for that. It always is. Besides, you really think Bosko would let Honey go over the falls? Using the dog’s retractable teeth, he snatches her from gravity’s grasp, she loses her bow, it grows back by the time she is brought back, the Bernard loses a spot, a puppy shows up, (that was important) and the couple smooch. Cut back to the clone to show he finally sunk his shot (oh yip-pea) then return to the couple. They’re still kissing. I really didn’t see that coming.
Favorite Part: An owl isn’t a fan of Bosko’s yodeling (he really is a wise bird) and blows a raspberry. Bosko shoots him. He may not have died, but he can’t fly now and will freeze. Bosko makes his victims suffer.
Personal Rating: 1. Maybe it’s for the best that they cut to golf. Nothing happened in either plot!