Probably the definition of true kindertrauma. I can’t think of anything more iconic than this nightmare fuel. I remember distinctly fast-forwarding through this part when I watched it on VHS. It was just too scary. It’s bad enough that stop-motion is creepy-looking as hell (see House on Haunted Hill for a great example). There’s not much I can say about it that hasn’t been said. Let’s break it down, see if that helps. The movie’s had some dark areas up to this point, but nothing ridiculous. Pee Wee hitchhikes with a criminal, but has to dress in drag to get past a roadblock. There are a few odd visual gags…
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Pee-Wee’s Playhouse
Since I’ve had a weekend to myself, I’ve been revisiting nostalgia. Here’s my observations. Dixie is way frickin’ hot. I don’t know how I didn’t see it when I was a kid. King Cartoon is high all the time. He’s got to be. He talks like slowed-down Neil DeGrasse Tyson. His eyes are always half-closed. He’s obsessed with old Max Fleischer cartoons. And he thinks his taxi driver is his royal herald and coachwoman. He seems like an old blues musician who smoked reefer. There was some amazing stop motion in this. Like a lot. I’m surprised how much Will Vinton was able to produce. Between Pee-Wee’s “toys” and Sid’s…
