Poor Casper. All he wants is to be a normal boy, running and playing with all the other kids, but he can’t because he’s dead. It’s rather morbid, if you stop to think about it. Read more
I love cartoons. I grew up on animated shorts and feature-length films from Hanna-Barbera, Warner Bros., and MGM. Most were made before 1979, the year I was born. Thanks to re-runs on Saturday mornings, I received an education in mouse chasing from Tom, wisecracking from Bugs Bunny, and mystery solving from Scooby and the Gang. I have fond memories of new prime-time animated specials that you simply couldn’t miss. Remember, this was before VCR’s were affordable and DVR was something right out of The Jetsons. One of my strongest memories was seeing the premiere of the 1987 Rankin and Bass production of Kenneth Grahame’s Wind in the Willows. But for every clear memory there are a hundred fuzzy ones. There are TV shows and movies I have vague recollections of, but can’t remember specific details or when I saw them.
Enter Hanna-Barbera’s Heidi’s Song.