(For the record, I love all cats [own two] and most dogs (not the little yipyipyip ankle-biters).)
Why is it funny to kill a cat on TV or in the movies?
Maybe because of the irony. Cats are the ultimate survivors.
Or maybe it’s because killing a dog is so patently unfair. What’s so damned impressive, after all, about killing a creature that’s such an abject ass-kisser? Old Yeller probably thought the rifle barrel was gonna dispense some kibbles. A cat would’ve said, “Fuck this shit, I’m outa here!”
It’s the difference between elk-hunting and cow-hunting.
Oh, come on. Lighten up. It’s comedy, fer cryin’ out loud! Heck, all manner of critters get offed in the name of comedy, all the time:[ul][li]Dogs- The aforementioned National Lampoon’s Vacation[/li][li]Birds- Remember the Monty Python “dead parrot” routine?[/li][li]Cows- Remember the cow being catapulted at the Monty Python crew in The Holy Grail?[/li][li]Horses- Animal House.[/li]Groundhogs, even. Bill Murray drove over a cliff with one in Groundhog Day.[/ul]
Well, your idea of comedy and mine are worlds apart-I never think it’s funny when an animal is killed. (UNless it’s a snake, which I’m DEATHLY afraid of…terrified.)
I don’t even mind the little ankle biters. Those are some TOUGH dogs. My gramma had a tiny Yorkshire terrier that was the runt of the litter. THAT little thing, Jennifer, used to catch and kill rats.
(Dogs seem better at killing mice to me than cats…my cats couldn’t kill a mouse if their lives depended on it…)
I almost always find scenes of cats getting theirs funny. Probably something to do with my Mom’s (past), neighbors(present), wife’s (now mother in laws, I’m allergic) cats trying to kill me everytime I get near a flight of stairs. What is that? Why do they do that? Isn’t the fact that I completely ignore you indicative of something
It’s funny to kill cats because cats are inherently evil!!
In Dave Barry’s words, they’re always staring at you with that smart-ass cat expression and thinking, “God, what a cementhead.” They are out to take over the world one neighborhood at a time. If a cat’s owner were to die, the cat would dance a jig on the owner’s grave. Then eat the owner. The cat would eat the owner while the owner was still alive, except the cat knows the owner would beat him up if he tried. The cat isn’t “loyal” to its owner, it’s a scheming territorial sycophant who will stab its owner in the back the moment it gets an opportunity.
Actually, Tracer, that’s bull. Most cat experts say that the cat sees his or her owner as the Alpha-Cat. A bigger kind of cat, that is in charge. That is why they will often present little presents to their owners-killed mice, stolen items-it’s seen as a gift, or an offering.
I seem to recall that in the Warner Bros. cartoons, the cats were portrayed as intelligent, while the dogs where dumb. Sylvester may have never gotten Tweety, but he was a lot smarter than the slow-talking, dumb-looking bulldogs (even if he got mauled by them occaisionally). I love both cats and dogs, with the edge to dogs. Steve Martin’s spoof on cat juggling in *The Jerk * made me laugh; everthing spoke- mentions made me laugh. I think it’s the intent of the storyteller. The movies mentioned have an over-the-top quality which makes them funny. But the joke about the kittens and lawnmowers is simply not funny.(IMHO) I thought that OrcaChow had an interesting take.
Dead puppies are quite funny. But dead cats-now that’s hilarious. Of course, I have a personal beef with cats anyway that isn’t even their fault. I’m extremely allergic to cat hair. Even so I’ve never deliberately killed a cat. Those were all accidents, I swear!
“Purring in his sleep, Fletch streches out his little black paw to touch my hand, the claws withdrawn, just a gentle toach to assure him I am there beside him as he sleeps. He must have a dream image of me. Cats are said to be color blind: grainy black-and-white, a flickering silver film full of rents as I leave the room, come back, go out, pick him up, put him down. Who could harm such a creature? Train his dog to kill him? Cat hate reflects an ugly, stupid, loutish, bigoted spirit. There can be no comprimise with this Ugly Spirit.”
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*Originally posted by spoke- *
**[ul][li]Dogs- The aforementioned National Lampoon’s Vacation[/ul] **[/li][/QUOTE]
As for dogs, who can forget the carnage meted out to the canine population in A Fish Called Wanda? A poor woman marked for death finds her dogs getting picked off one by one…
Oh, yeah, and some fish winds up in Kevin Kline’s gullet, too.
There are plenty of things I laugh at in comedy that I’d never tolerate in reality.
It must be rough not to be able to let one’s hair down, so to speak, and just enjoy the ride. The guys in Monty Python didn’t kill the hamster xylophone. The fat woman who couldn’t find her dog because she sat on it and it’s embedded dead in her ass didn’t really hurt it. Stinky didn’t get dragged to death.
Charlie Chaplin made laughs with starvation in The Gold Rush, but who really thinks starvation is funny?
Blazing Saddles made fun of racism, vision-impairment, capital punishment, shovels to the head and bombs in packages, but who really thinks any of those things are funny IRL?
I damn near shit when I saw the old lady’s little ratdawgs killed in A Fish Called Wanda, but as much as I detest yapping ratdawgs I’d be horrified to see one actually hurt, much less crushed to death, IRL.
Comedy without some degree of pain, fear, morbidity, embarrassment, outrage or insult is nothing more than The Family Circus. If comedy doesn’t tweak someone’s–anyone’s–nose, it’s not trying hard enough. After all, it’s just a ride.
Funny you should metion this in a thread about abusing animals. Wasn’t the one thing Blazing Saddles really got in trouble for that scence where the guy punched the horse?