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gonna do what he’s been told

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Foxes and hounds are both canids. They can even be interbred. I read a thing about some Russian scientist purposely doing so, and others have continued his research for decades. But, The Fox and the Hound presents their difference as something bigger. On TV Tropes ' page for the film, under the link for Have You Tried Not Being a Monster? , there is a good description of what this film is doing: The original story was an allegory for racism separating two friends. The film is sometimes interpreted as depicting an innocent summer romance between two boys torn asunder by divergent career paths and the folly of machismo. Sometimes it is seen as showing how men repress their feelings as they come of age, and lose touch with their innocence. I don't know who actually wrote that, or how the TV Tropes staff works, but the description seems quite valid in all parts. (The original novel, by the way, is far more dark; Chief is killed by the train, Tod is killed (after having both of...

forever is a long, long time

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Backtracking a bit before really getting into The Fox and the Hound . I talked yesterday about the Mandela Effect, particularly related to how I never knew Tod's name had only one D, but also how many people remember Chief dying rather than just breaking his leg. But, there's another thing about The Fox and the Hound that vexes me. I couldn't be sure about it until the movie was over yesterday--and I had already posted the blog entry, so I couldn't add this then--that I had invented this (or maybe my mother did or one of my sisters; like, maybe it was a thing we said in response to the dialogue in the film and I just always remembered it as being actual dialogue. (If it is that, I am sure one of my sisters will chime in after I post this entry. The youngest two, at least, pay some attention to this blog.) So, this is the thing (and this will actually tie in to the topic I expected to write about today, which is fortunate): Copper and Tod, when they are still cute an...

can’t tell these young whippersnappers anything

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(Two things before I get going today: 1) it appears that, sometime since I last checked ahead for availability, For Your Eyes Only has become unavailable online as it was before; only way to get it is to buy it, and I don't feel like paying that much right now. 2) I have actually written about For Your Eyes Only in this blog once before, last May when Roger Moore died, so if I don't find it cheaper, maybe I'll just skip past it. There will be at least one more James Bond movie coming up on this deconstruction, anyway.) The Fox and the Hound might actually be built up in my head as a fixture of my childhood more than it ever actually was one. I loved it when I saw it in the theater. At some point, we bought the home video, but I think there might have actually been a few years in between. In the meantime, though, this movie was in my head. Nice cartoon staples right away, with Dinky and Boomer trying to catch Squeeks like it's something they would do every episode ...