Saturday, November 12, 2005

Strange impresarios

In hanging out with my special friend, I came to the conclusion that he is my muse on many levels. He gets me thinking about things that usually lay dormant, but today is an exception.
Remember the Gruesomes? They were the creepy prehistoric neighbors who moved in next door to the Flintstones. Since The Flintstones was based on The Honeymooners, and the Gruesomes were clearly inspired by The Addams Family, their meeting was a TV moment of dizzying cleverness, but somewhere along the way the genetic lines were split. Their philosophies on life and all that inspired them were truly fascinating. Possibly the strangest couple in the universe.
Weirdly, the diminutive, green complexioned troglodyte who also looks suspiciously like a version of Gomez, with his wife Creepela, the tall / lanky anorexic, shrill speaker who looks more like a caricature cross between the wicked witch of the east and Angelica Houston. Who could forget their son Goblin (Gobby for short), with his pet, the huge Schneider the spider. Once they begin their occupancy of the beautifully dilapidated Tombstone Manor is when the fun truly begins. The bemused Flintstones and Rubbles observe the offload from a moving van of the Gruesomes furniture, appliances, and pets: electric chair of early torture chamber period, guillotine cheese slicer, and giant bird; and their arrival in a hearse station wagon at their new home with a portable storm cloud shifting positions from above the hearse to atop Tombstone Manor (this was saying way more about their state of mind and the true depth of their views on life outside the home). The best bit of all is when Weirdly comes to the Flintstones front door to request a cup of red ants, and Fred laughs hysterically at what he believes is Gruesome's sense of humor. (Gruesome is serious, however, as it's for his anteater who's not yet had its lunch: Mr. Gruesome: "I'm Gruesome". Fred:"I was just about to say that." Mr Gruesome:"No, I'm Weirdly". Fred: "Yeah, you are sort of. But knowing it is half the battle.") BRILLIANT!
Later, on Wilma's invitation, Weirdly and Creepella luncheon on sandwiches which then culminates in Creepella dining on the tea cup and saucer ("these are delicious!). Despite his aversion to the Gruesomes' tastes, Fred agrees to act as caretaker for Gobby. Barney joins Fred in the task, and the two cavemen-light quickly experience the frights within the Gruesome abode as they strive to protect precocious Gobby, who really needs no protection at all, from the Gruesome Hela monster, an iguana, man-eating plant, basement alligators, octopus,as well as one shadowy giant ghoul, Gobby's uncle. Gobby is completely "at home" amid such grotesque phenomena, but his caretakers are terrified and endeavor without success to flee Tombstone Manor. Weirdly and Creepella return to their house of horrors from their excursion to find Fred and Barney imprisoned by the octopus' tentacles and command Gobby to order Ocky to release the men. Fred's indignation at his neighbors' disgusting way of life disintegrates when he learns that Mr. and Mrs. Gruesome are television celebrities in search of Bedrock talent for their variety show and auditions his bombastic jig in their livingroom, only to be rejected and dropped through a trap door outside to join Barney, who earlier and also to no avail, performed his own act for the strange impresarios. This of course, all gives way to one of the most memorable episodes of all: "The Hatrocks and the Gruesomes". The Hatrocks declared a truce with the Flintstones and come to Bedrock and Flintstone home territory to visit. Fred does not dare to offend his irritating guests, whose extended stay is crowding his family out of their own house, not to mention skyrocketing their food bill. Fred asks the Gruesomes to scare the irritating Hatrocks into leaving his property, but the Hatrocks are anything but frightened by the Gruesomes. Fred's last hope involves bombarding the Hatrocks' ears with some detested and now legendary "bug music" (a clear and distinct jab at the Beatles). The backwoods Hatrocks cannot abide the singing and quickly make haste to the worlds fair.
Now it's a new age and time for a revival...does anyone know Tim Burton's phone number?

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