Had a great dinner. My aforementioned timing system worked perfectly; nothing got cold, and everything turned out, except, as I mentioned on another thread, my failure to locate the giblets. We have a friend from San Fran visiting us this weekend, and a local friend was over for coffee and dessert. The four of us watched “A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving” and then “Planes Trains and Automobiles” (traditions both).
During the CB Thanksgiving, we all noticed something for the first time. This is the special with Franklin. Now we’ve all always cringed at Franklin’s cool threads, his voiceover’s stumbling attempt at a “Negro” accent, and his low-fiving of CB at the door (CB being, in Mr. Rilch’s estimation, about the least “down” cartoon character there is). But what Frisco noticed in the dinner scene is that, not only does Franklin get the vicious chair, the one that earlier fought with Snoopy, but he’s all alone on his side of the table! Linus is at the head of the table, Marcie at the foot. Sally, CB, Peppermint Patty and Snoopy on the right side, and only Franklin on the left. It looks like he’s been block-busted. Mr. Rilch thinks that may have been deliberate on the part of the animators; even in 1973, they may have balked at showing one black kid associating with a bunch of white kids, and made their statement this way.
Anyway, we also enjoyed our yearly viewing of PTA. Mr. Rilch and our Frisco friend once had a journey quite similar to the one in the film. Mr. Rilch says every time he’s in a motel room and sees shower curtain rings, he thinks of John Candy. Sigh. I wish he hadn’t died. Well, I wish Jim Henson hadn’t died, and Roger Zelazny, and Chris Farley, and Stevie Ray Vaughn, for all the good that’s going to do.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.