Watching The Wrong Trousers with a big spread of ages in the audience is great. There’s a particular moment where the thief is revealed to be the penguin disguised as a chicken by wearing a rubber glove on his head.The reveal happens at different times for different ages - the adults know as soon as the character arrives; small children much later; and slightly older children learn that they are a bit older when the little ones gasp at the reveal.
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The first time I saw “The Wrong Trousers” (I was in my late 20s) I was enthralled. Years later, in my 30s, I sat down with my older sister and her two young children and we watched the first DVD. All four of us had a great time.
I watched Curse Of The Were-Rabbit in a small independent theatre with my girlfriend when it came out a few years ago. Place was packed with adults and kids of all ages, everyone loved the show.
Great stuff. You’ll love it and so will your grandkids - like Toy Story, Monsters Inc, Shrek or other modern animation, suitable for all ages. Some of the humor is aimed at adults but it goes right over the heads of little kids, they don’t know they’ve missed anything.[/QUOTE
The W&G “Cracking Contraptions” short The AutoChef has a couple of adult-ish references near the end of the short…
[spoiler] when the AutoChef is going haywire near the end and is shooting tea from it’s tea-spigot-nose, Gromit puts a banana peel over it’s nose, the AC responds with “Some-thing-for-the-weekend, Sir?”, that’s a diplomatic way to ask if someone wants a condom
just before the AC’s head explodes, it says “aww…knickers” (underwear), sort of a mild, kid-freindly “curse”[/spoiler]
also, I believe the voice actor for the Autochef is the same voice actor that plays Angry Kid
[nostalgia] I first saw The Wrong Trousers in a shitty punk club in the early 90’s. There was a big wall of about 20 old 70’s TVs there which had been wired up to show the same picture, and when there were no bands on they used to play music videos, old cartoons, whatever took their fancy. One night someone put on a videotape of Wallace and Gromit, which had been recorded off the TV: it was the first time most people had seen it, and within five minutes the entire club - punks, skinheads, goths, indie kids, metalheads, bogans - were standing transfixed in front of this bank of screens: you could have heard a pin drop, until it finished and this huge joyous cheering whoop erupted from the crowd. That was it for music for the night: this whole club full of faux world-weary posers and skinny wannabes just wanted to drink beer and enthuse happily about just how cool a plasticine penguin on a toy train was until dawn. In a brief 30 minutes, Nick Park had achieved true punk glory by doing just what the hell he wanted, and we saluted him for it.[/nostalgia]
I still get a little upset over “The Wrong Trousers,” that Wallace could drive out his best friend so easily over a few shillings. :sad: (Not to worry, of course it all works out in the end.)