Wednesday, January 19, 2022

Fraggle Rock Retrospective (Part One): 'Cause We Belong to the Song

Fraggle Rock has nearly slipped into the ether as 'that thing my parents keep mentioning to their friends'. Surely everyone knows the theme song, as it modernized the irresistable hand-clap before Friends got there. But not everyone is familiar with the series that followed it.

The Jim Henson Company is on the brink of an attempt to change that with the release of Fraggle Rock: Back to the Rock in less than a week; and if this weren't the creative bachelorminds behind The Happytime Murders I might actually be openly optimistic, but let me honor Mokey's wishes and focus on the positive. Here's what you need to know:

Debuting in 1983, Fraggle Rock was the family show that was meant to end war. Do I mean that literally? No, unles it does, then yes.

Jim Henson was coming off the success of The Muppet Show and found himself in a position to do practically any project he wanted. His creative inner circle (save Frank Oz, who'd been following his own path towards film directing) was at the height of their synergy. They were tasked with a simple question: what if a television show could end war?

Now this is where the division between the artist and the entrepreneur shows itself. I think everyone who's not a truly awful human being recognizes two things here: 1. A world without war would be a good thing. 2. It isn't possible. The entrepreneur values the tangible and says "It can't be done, let's focus on what can." The artist says "It can't be done, but the conversation is still worth having, and exploring, and if we come out on the other side with a more empathetic understanding of each other then it's worth doing."

It's worth doing.

Things tend to happen in threes. For Jim Henson and the Muppets, that Tri-force was Sesame Street, The Muppet Show, and Fraggle Rock. Sesame Street is a permanent staple of educational television. The Muppets are a franchise (currently under Disney's infallible leadership). But the Fraggles haven't been in the public eye much. They were Gen X's thing, and kind of the Millennials depending on where and when you were. But aside from that, the little furry guys have all but become relics of a more innocent time. Maybe that will change in a week, maybe it won't, but while the zeitgeist sorts that out it's worth taking a few moments (or hours of blog writing) to look back on the things we love and celebrate why.

Today I'm going to do a completely biased top ten list; probably starting a war with other Fraggle Rock enthusiasts who feel differently.


Top Ten Fraggle Songs

Now there's no way in hell I'm going to be able to organize these in terms of best of the best. The music of Fraggle Rock (almost entirely composed by Philip Balsam and Dennis Lee) is as much a character as any of its lead performers, and my soul already hurts for the omission of some genuine favorites (not limited to: Go With the Flow, Sail Away, Muck and Goo, Remembering Song, I Sniff the Rose, There's a Promise, Do You Want it?, Pass it On, and The Rock Goes On). But I have to draw a line somewhere between blogpost and fully comprehensive watch guide; so I'm limiting it to ten.

I don't know what to say about the fact that six(ish) of them are from season one. I don't think the quality of the songs ever waned. It may have had to do with the way the episodes were written early on, perhaps more conscious of how the songs would fit into advancing the narrative. I don't know. But here are my top ten selections in the approximate order you'd encounter them if you went straight through the series.

1. Thimble Beetle Song

First off, I can't stress how important the character of Red is, not just to the series but to our culture. In 1983 geneder norms were blatantly divided. Competitiveness and athletics were purely for the boys; I don't even think the word 'tomboy' had made it into the colloquial vocabulary. Red broke the mold.

Curiously her wonderful performer Karen Prell was a self-proclaimed Mokey in real life, and wasn't pleased with being cast as this character she didn't immediately understand. But episode 7 "I Want to be You" where Red tries to force herself into Mokey's image gave Prell the handle on who Red was by expunging who she wasn't. And nowhere was this more delightfully on display than in the exquisite tongue twister of "Thimble Beetle Song". As a public service, here's the line where Red fails spectacularly.

See the little simple, silly, dimpled, pimpled daughters as they flirt with dirty otters while they flit 'n flatten spatulas and smack-a-whiz and rat-a-tat and flatten maddened hatters on a skitzy kitten stone.

2. The Ballad of Sir Blunderbrain

Oh man. In the first seven episodes it's established that the Fraggles sing and play and work a job thirty minutes a week, and the threats to their existence all come from external worlds. And by now you're thinking you want to pull up stakes and move in with them. And then this shit happens.

"The Terrible Tunnel" (episode 8) is a horror story. Not a Muppets Alice Cooper Halloween celebration, but a very real nightmare of a tunnel in Fraggle Rock that swallows Fraggles, that Uncle Matt seemed to have accidentally avoided, and that still exists wherever it is.

The Ballad of Sir Blunderbrain, as sung by the supporting character only know as the Storyteller, is the tale of a brave-naive Fraggle who meets a truly godawful fate. And from the moment the song's opening guitar chords start, you know this episode isn't dicking around with you anymore. Oh, by the way, it gets even worse when Wembley almost immediately after gets lured to the tunnel himself. Did I mention it's still out there?

3. Doc's Instrumental

I don't know what percentage of Fraggle Rock's creative drive was meticulously planned out versus grown organically, but there's a natural age progression of the POV characters through Jim Henson's big three. Sesame Street is the kids who are built for pretend. The Muppet Show is the range of career adulthood, incorporating grown-ups who went into an artistic field. Fraggle Rock gives us one on screen adult character and he's an elderly man.

Now I can only speak on the American/Canadian version of Doc but it cannot be overstated how brilliant Gerry Parks was in the role. He was and adult with adult issues; he paid bills, he was grumpy, he'd had a fairly normal life and career, and yet he'd held onto traces of the childlike wonder that most adults sacrifice. And as an inventor of relatively useless things he continued doing what made him happy.

His best invention was his version of a calliope which incorporated about two dozen party favors; something Spike Jones or Dr. Seuss would have snatched up on sight. Even if the patent office didn't recognize the thing's potential, Gobo did. And coming from a creature who practically lives off music, you don't get much higher an approval than that.

4. Dixie Wailin'

Episode 14's "The Challenge" starts with the power struggle that we knew had been coming. Gobo's position as 'leader' of this five player band of Fraggles is called into question when a decision of his proves inconsiderate to Red's feelings. Now from start to finish, this whole story arc is a perfect example of how to not patronize your audience. Nothing is spelled out. The script doesn't establish who's right or wrong and it doesn't resolve anything. We don't know if the Fraggles went on their picnic or if Red made her swim meet. They never make it to the Trash Heap to settle the argument. And in the end, no life's lesson is put on display.

But something feels different.

I would argue it's the fact that we've just been through the funeral dirge capable of raising the dead. If for some reason you haven't seen this episode, I'm not going to put that statement into context. I'm just going to say that the aforementioned argument escalates into a performance of the funeral dirge capable of raising the dead, and for one brief season one moment Junior Gorg and the Fraggles are dancing together.

5. Let Me Be Your Song

According to IMDB Jim Henson actually performed in about a third of the series, but we only really notice when that unmistakable Rowlf voice takes center stage. We got the hyper version a dozen episodes earlier with his evangelical salesman Convincing John. But it's the arrival of wandering minstrel Cantus that lets you know something important is about to happen.

Cantus, like Jim and most artists, is driven by something even he doesn't fully understand. This song, with its hypnotic pipe and deceptively simple lyrics, sums up in three minutes what that calling (at its best) feels like. Whether or not Cantus was in fact the embodiment of Jim, the character did seem to represent the way several people on Jim's inner circle viewed him. We all need a Cantus, and when we can't have one, we make one.

6. Ragtime Queen

It's established pretty early on that death is going to play a factor in our journey with the Fraggles. We're on episode 22 "Mokey's Funeral" now. We've already seen several dangers surrounding the Great Hall and been through a very real brush with death ("Marooned" ep. 17) but this episode deals with the concept of sacrifice.

Oddly enough, the audience is let in on the punch line from the beginning; Mokey's not dead and she's not going to be dead. But the characters don't know that, and their reactions to the illusion genuinely hurt. Gobo, who always believes he knows what to do, can't do anything but stare at the dummy. Red (my GOD Karen Prell's acting) goes through all five stages of grief in mere minutes; the moment she demands Mokey still be alive because "She's my best friend!" has made me tear up since I started this blog. Even Junior Gorg expresses a self-loathing at the possibility that he's killed a Fraggle; a peak into his character we hadn't seen before.

But it's Ragtime Queen that really sets the tone of how brutal the feelings in this episode are going to be. First Mokey does indeed fantasize about sacrificing herself to the Gorg's trap for the good of the Fraggles, but then comes up with the idea of sewing together a decoy (made in her image). Cool. Except Mokey is an artist, and she takes the time to sing to her creation about how real she is. How real is she? How much of a soul can a stuffed bit of cloth with a face have (I want to remind you we're watching a Muppet production)? We don't know, we aren't told if dummy Mokey has the feelings her creator claims she does. All we know is there's a slight toe-in-the-pool-of-insanity chance that this episode is exactly as sad as it feels.

7. If It Happened to You

Jumping ahead to episode 41, "Fraggle Wars". The show was designed to end war; it was inevitable that it would actually do it in universe. Red and Mokey stumble across a never before and never again mentioned band of Fraggles who prefer order to chaos; let's call them the Bert Fraggles to the Ernies we've been spending our time with. Mokey, with her Ernie curiosity and trust, reveals herself with no exit plan and gets locked in a cage. Red catches sight of the situation and shags it back to the Great Hall for help.

A lot goes on in this episode, not the least of which is we get to see Red assume the leadership position in Gobo's absence she's always wanted. But the first problem is that even though her fellow Ernies horrified by the thought of Mokey's capture, they still won't focus. So she pulls out the big gun, the song. But like any weapon it goes from motivating to harmful at the turn of a verse when the World's Oldest Fraggle takes Red's honest fear and turns it into hatred. Age doesn't always equal wisdom.

8. Shine On, Shine On Me

The very next episode is called "The Day the Music Died", so you just know it's going to reveal something big. In this case, Gobo has been tasked with writing the Glory Song, which is the anthem of his generation. If you don't know, that's exactly the kind of pressure that makes writing a generational anthem damn near impossible, made all the more difficult by the fact that the Fraggles around him won't shut up with every other song they know.

A misunderstood request leads the whole rock to stop singing at all. Moods start to drop because Fraggles live off this stuff. But then the actual light in the rock begins fading. We discover it has been the product of a fairy-like collective known as Ditsies who literally live off of music. With the light gone, Fraggles can no longer stay awake, making the situation even more serious than we were expecting.

This episode may have been meant as an allegory for depression; although having personally dealt with Dysthymia for about 45 years I can tell you it doesn't quite work as one, but I do see the parallels. The thing I really hone in on is at the end of the episode, Gobo is essentially about to die, and he decides to go out with a song. The song itself, which is implied to be his Glory Song, is not glorious. It's from a place of despair, wishing it could be more powerful than it is. Ironically it IS powerful enough to save the Fraggles and the Ditsies, but on it's own it's simple. It wishes it was more than it is. It's the most un-anthemed anthem of a generation. And as a member of Gen X, this f**king thing might actually have summed us up. 

9. The Friendship Song/The Wind and the Pond and the Moon and Me

I know it's kind of a cheat to cram two of them together, but bite me- (sorry; Gen X, remember?) -but allow me to explain. Season one's "Marooned" is one of the heaviest episodes. A rock slide traps Red and Boober together, and the threat of death is very real for them. Boober (who's my favorite character and I've said jack sprat about him) has spent his whole life worrying about death but is strangely at peace when it's right in front of him. But for Red, this is apparently the first time she's been confronted with it.

The Friendship Song is a good song, but I didn't give it its own spot on this list because it's not actually important to the episode, serving only as a pause in a mostly bummer story arc. But the song serves as an unintended mirror to episode 59 "The Beanbarrow, the Burden, and the Bright Bouquet" (or 4B for my own stability).

4B has a similar setup as "Marooned", Red gets stuck in a situation with a character she can barely stand, in this case Mokey's pet plant Lanford, a Night-Blooming Yellow-Leaved Deathwort. A wrong turn during the Beanbarrow Race leaves the two of them in a dead-end surrounded by highly mobile killer plants. This is the second time Red has faced her impending death and she does so with three seasons of experience. It's less tragic with more humor and stronger rays of hope, especially once it's revealed is about to bloom the very flowers that repel the killer plants. But he can't quite do it, and for some damn reason he needs Red to rock him while singing a lullaby. Don't ask questions.

Red sings the mouthful of a title The Wind and the pond and the Moon and Me. This is where the episode gets dark. The lyrics are the kind of thing you'd sing to a child about a happier place than where they are, perhaps because they've had nightmares. But the implication of the line "I know, I've been there" really sounds like Red is referring to the cave-in where she and Boober almost died. During the song her voice starts to crack as if she's realizing their last hope might not work, and not helping is the fact that the plants trying to kill them are mere inches away (one of the more horrifying images in the whole of the series). This moment carries a similar weight of the scene in Titanic when the mother tucks her children in bed knowing they're all going to drown.

10. All Around the World

Again speaking only to the North American version, this song appeared in instrumental form as the backdrop for the Traveling Matt segments starting in season three. In the UK, the song appeared as a 45 RPM single with lyrics sung by Matt, Gobo, Wembley, Red and a female chorus.

Since it's opening episode Traveling Matt is presented as having a wanderlust, and even when he finally returns to the rock for good he still seems like he has one eye on the next untraveled tunnel. The beauty of All Around the World is the implication that he does in fact get homesick in a way that he never expresses outwardly.

But the song is more than that. The lyrics "It's hard to believe as I look around...a culture like ours is nowhere to be found..." aren't just about a silly Fraggle confused by the world of humans. It's the fact that the creators of Fraggle Rock really poured their souls into intertwined ecology of the place, and the world of harmony that the show spends 96 episodes earning is still a distant dream to the world of reality. It's a sad truth as much as it's a celebration of the Fraggles. Why can't we learn to understand each other the way the Doozers and the colossus Gorgs can? Why can't we all get along and recognize that we laugh at the same jokes and dance to the same music?

I don't know. I just know that in two days the Fraggles are back. Maybe they'll remind us of what magic feels like. Maybe they won't, but they'll inspire a new generation to pick up the old DVD's. In any case, welcome back.

Let the Fraggles play.

Sunday, January 9, 2022

2021 Movie Wrap-Up

Another year, another blog post. At this rate I'll hit hit 300 post celebration when I'm 82.

So the cinema did not, as people predicted, die during the ongoing pandemic. And it looks like we even got to see a few at their intended release date. Yay. Well let's dive in, shall we? We shall.


Mortal Kombat

It's funny to me that out of all the movies that could have gotten me back into the theater after the whole world turned toxic, it was this one. I don't care about the franchise in any of its forms, but I found myself strangely invested in the story here. I've always liked James Wan as a director, and he clearly knows what people want to see from an MK film. Not only does he follow through, he infuses the whole ridiculous concept with (dare I say?) dignity. Wan, you've got serious game. I'll be watching your career intently. Just please, for the love of God tell me keeping Amber Heard in the Aquaman sequel was beyond your control.

A Quiet Place Part II

I do enjoy horror films based around a kind of quirk, in this case keep quiet or die. But I find too many of them feel like a Tales From the Crypt episode with padding, and I get bored with padding. Quiet Place One had about 55 minutes of good stuff and 35 of padding. Part Two had kind of the reverse issue. Taken together and generously trimmed would have made for a truly memorable film. One film. As is? Well, whatever.

Cruella

I was going to skip this one, as Disney's live remakes are beginning to feel like this generation's direct to video sequels. But then people wouldn't shut up about it, and I was getting the movie withdrawal itch. Damn, it was good! I've always liked Emma Stone but this role made me realize how much I've underestimated her as an actress. Her Cruella is unapologetically in the grey area between anti-hero and anti-villain, and she refuses to be contained. She is electrifying. But the true star, and I have the guidance and passion of my wife to thank for being able to notice, is (currently) two time Oscar winning costume designer Jenny Beavan. I'm as non-fluent with fashion as I am with sports, but for two hours and fourteen minutes I totally got it.

Black Widow

To get this out of the way, as long as Scarlett Johansson keeps blindly lapdogging Woody Allen I'm not going to pay for movie tickets to see anything with her as the lead. On Disney Plus, it took me several tries to get through it because I just kept losing interest. As its own action movie I'd say it was good enough, perhaps a step above the Fast and Furious series (which is praise, but not much). As an MCU film it was nothing special. This movie needed to happen before Infinity War to mean anything, and it didn't.

Space Jam: A New Legacy

I covered this one in more detail already but the gist is Don Cheadle was the MVP in a movie with freaking Looney Tunes in it, so something fundamentally went wrong. At the time the biggest problem was the movie was an undisguised commercial for HBO Max. Several months have passed, and HBO Max is having much bigger problems. Warner Brothers is their primary contributor and they haven't had a hit this year. But I'm sure they'll learn from their mistakes and put together a really solid DCEU in just a couple of more reboots. Space Jam 2 exists. And for whatever it's worth, the original really wasn't that good either.

Escape Room: Tournament of Champions

I've got good news and bad news, and both of them are that this sequel is more of the same thing. I liked the first one a lot, but I didn't like the ending because it felt like the filmmakers wrote themselves into an uninteresting corner. They get out of it by putting off that uninteresting corner until the end of this movie (again). I like the creative deadly rooms, and the new characters are as likable as the victims of the first movie. But where the franchise is trying to be Saw with less gore, more color, and a bit of hope, it's falling into Paranormal Activity syndrome where we've kind of figured out the rhythm already.

Free Guy

And just when I'd forgotten what not being a bitter, jaded Gen X-er felt like it's Ryan Reynolds to my rescue. Reynolds is a fellow Gen X-er, and he's mastered the schtick of trying really fucking hard to uphold the values Mr. Rogers instilled in him. An NPC in an MMORPG becomes self-aware (the direction we're going IRL BTW) and reminds real people what humanity actually is. Free Guy may not be the most original concept, but it does feel like a flower has bloomed in the wasteland hellscape we've been living in since fascism reared its ugly orange head six miserable years ago. Thank you Ryan, beauty CAN come out of ashes.

He's All That

It's listed on Wikipedia as a 2021 film so I'm going to talk about it. A gender-swapped remake of 1913's Pygmalion, or 1999's She's All That (for anyone under 108) it's as respectable a remake as it deserves to be. You've seen this move before even if you haven't; and if you haven't, go watch Not Another Teen Movie right this second! So not much to talk about except for wondering why cast Addison Rae? I get that Netflix is dabbling in the idea of social media stars transitioning into SAG roles, and I'm not opposed to it (Adam Conover is doing quite well) but nothing about Rae's performance reads as someone who nailed the audition. Anyway...

Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

Or SCATLOTTR for short. I really enjoyed this movie when I saw it. But that was a few months ago. Curiously, I haven't thought about it since. I mean, I'll give Marvel credit for actively pursuing diversity, if a bit slower than needed, but I really didn't connect with this one. I liked things about it; the romance-less male/female friendship, the complex villain, the...um...other stuff that happened. But I'm probably going to leave this one out of my week-long MCU marathon in 2028.

The Eyes of Tammy Faye

This was another movie I didn't think I would get into and wound up being blown away by it. Knock-it-out-of-the-park performances from Jessica Chastain, Andrew Garfield, and Vincent D'Onofrio elevate what would probably have been an average television movie into a really engaging journey through the mind(s) of the superficially devout. Televangelism has always been a racket, but the film carefully lays its groundwork of how religion produces people who truly think they're doing the right thing. The movie doesn't judge the Bakker's, it just presents them. In the end the lesson is that passion will always get you going somewhere, and Tammy Faye had plenty of that. But without the wisdom to know where and why you're going, you're destined to end up in the wrong place.

No Time to Die

There was actually plenty of time to die. In fact, in the extended sequence of the heroes discussing going to the villain's base, why they're going to his base, followed by the scene of them GOING to the base, approximately fifteen hundred people in the world died. Here's the thing about the Daniel Craig era of James Bond films: NONE of them have kept me engaged through the third act. Craig is a great actor and I love what he's done with the character, but the films have forgotten that James Bond is fun. Timothy Dalton's Bond was as gritty as Craig's, but his (sadly mere) two films never left out that hint of silliness that made it all work. Not only does No Time to Die take itself too seriously, it has the Craig era's third act pace- For. The. Whole. Movie. The only time the film comes alive is the one scene that Ana de Armas is in. If the Broccoli estate has any interest in gender-swapping their franchise, spin off with her. This one sadly wasn't worth the wait.

Eternals

Ten years ago (wow.) my wife and I saw Drive, and The Smurfs in very close proximity to each other. Drive was a technically flawless film that left us feeling nothing. The Smurfs was ridiculous, but we came out of the theater talking about it, laughing, and generally feeling good about having shelled out the twenty bucks in tickets. I bring this up because I feel Eternals was a less-good movie than SCATLOTTR, but it left a much stronger impression on me. It raised questions about immortality, responsibility, immediate good versus grand scope good, and so on, and it wasn't afraid to not have the answers. Sadly it had some great ideas that didn't go anywhere, like the sentient deviant's point of view; but it HAD ideas. For me, a flawed movie that makes you feel something is better than a flawless one that leaves you indifferent. Oh, and for the record, Angelina Jolie made me tear up three times.

Ghostbusters: Afterlife

It's nearly impossible to evaluate this movie on its own merits but I'm going to try. It was good, heartwarming, and imbalanced. The good: Mckenna Grace is a hell of an actress, the nostalgia works, and without getting heavy-handed the film celebrates neurodiversity. The heartwarming: there's a sense of closure to Egon Spengler's arc, as well as the wedge between Harold Ramis and Bill Murray that kept Ghostbusters 3 from ever happening. The imbalanced: Paul Rudd's talent is underused, Carrie Coon's talent is SORELY underused, J. K. Simmons is (for the first time in his career) needless, and the pacing is exactly what you get with Jason Reitman directing. If this franchise continues (and it will) it needs a balance between this movie and the 2016 reboot; substance and energy. There.

West Side Story

In his prime, Steven Spielberg had this magic touch of making you feel like he was sitting next to you in the theater. It's been such a damn while, but I finally felt that again. Just look at the way the musical is framed from its opening shot to every lavish dance number. Perhaps people felt that this was your grandparent's musical, and it kind of is but it's also kind of not. The tribalism and racism committed to the stage in 1957 has sadly not gone anywhere, and one could argue West Side Story has an even more timeless quality than that Shakespeare play about the dead couple (sorry: spoilers). Unfortunately the poignant qualities of the film, and the electric performances of so many of its new cast members (and cinema royalty Rita Moreno) get overshadowed by the lead actor's sexual assault allegation with a then-seventeen year old girl. On the one hand, it's encouraging that we're past the point where an audience will let a studio do damage control by sweeping such a story under the rug (which is what they tried to do), but on the other we're not past the point where studios try. Lessons are slow to learn.

Spider-Man: No Way Home

As of this writing, No Way Home is still number one at the box office, and deservedly so. It's not often a single film can provide closure to THREE different cinematic story arcs and still fit in as a prequel to a different character's sequel. I hesitate to say this about a film producer (as Hollywood produces some real monsters) but Kevin Feige just might be a genius. How this damn MCU juggernaut is still holding together at all after 27 films is a (no pun intended, no, seriously) marvel in and of itself. Most of what I could say about No Way Home has already been covered by everyone everywhere, but I want to point out three things. One, I didn't realize just how good we had it in the early 2000s with Willem Dafoe and Alfred Molina's performances, but watching them together for the first time was jaw dropping. Two, the line (you know the one) has gone so far into the field of cliché I didn't think it was possible to deliver it as anything but a joke. DAMN Marisa Tomei, I'm still feeling it. And three, the big one. The whole of Marvel's Phase Four has been about healing; coincidentally timed considering the state of the world. But as anyone who's been on multiple medications can tell you, healing is an ugly process. It's not the life's lesson at the end of a Full House episode; it's a blow-up, a freak-out, and a humiliatingly bloody ugly public cry. A character like Spider-Man is notorious for hurting, for having a life that sucks, and for snatching a loss from every victory. When the film unites the three Peter Parkers, it could easily have gone for a couple of exchanged one-liners and segued into the climax. It doesn't. For once, slowing the pace in the third act works, letting all the Parkers just talk to each other. A shared pain, some encouragement, and a lot of mutual understanding. Spider-Man and his rogue's gallery has always been about tragedy, but maybe just this once it's also about recovery.

2022, it's your turn.