We
open on Halloween night a long time ago in
the lab of Dr. Victor Frankenswine, where,
while working himself up into a good
lather, the mad scientist rants and raves
that mankind won’t be laughing at him
anymore. No sir. With his monster almost
complete, he promises everyone a night
they’ll never forget, and then
laughs maniacally while holding a jar of
magic elixir as the credits roll...
We
then jump ahead to Halloween night a short
time ago, and spy Wiltshire Pig and his
employees, Vince (...another
pig), and Sheldon (...a snail),
field-testing a new rocket-themed carnival
ride. We quickly deduce that Wiltshire is
one greedy
little pig as Vince is strapped in as the
unlucky test subject -- a guinea pig,
sure. And when Wiltshire flips on the
power the rocket violently goes into
action. Attached to an arm that's firmly
anchored, the rocket repeatedly arcs high
into the air and then crashes
into the ground, like a giant hammer,
jarring all the loose change out of
Vince's pockets into a waiting bucket.
Ecstatic over these results, with dollar
signs spinning in his eyes, and in spite
of Sheldon's protests, Wiltshire cranks
things up to full blast. But the ride
can't take the stress, and overloads, causing
the rocket to dislodges and fly off into
the wild blue yonder with Vince still
aboard.
Having
fallen into the blast crater the rocket
made when launched, Sheldon rights himself
and finds a glowing medallion, attached to
a journal. Picking it up, the talking
gastropod is immediately possessed by his
discovery, morphs into a multimedia
center, and then expositions the plot:
It
seems that back in the day
Frankenswine’s Castle was raided by a
bunch of pitchfork-toting and torch-bearing villagers before he
could jump-start his monster. The mad
doctor did manage to launch his journal
out a window before they could get to
him, but Victor was eventually struck by
lightning and killed while fleeing the mob
... Now
that Wiltshire and Sheldon have found the
lost journal of Victor Frankenswine, if they act immediately, and
follow the map imprinted on Sheldon’s
tongue (--
don’t ask), they
can win an instamatic camera, a tote bag,
or the all-powerful monster!
Seeing
this as his ticket to world domination,
Wiltshire must first convince the nervous
Sheldon that all he's really interested in is the
tote bag, not that all-powerful monster.
Once that's accomplished, they follow the
map to Frankenswine's Castle. Posing as
trick-or-treaters, the duo knock on the
door and are answered by a hideous,
undulating, multi-eyed thing.
Terrified by this creature, who squeals
and cordially invites them in, it seems
there is a Halloween Gathering of Spirits
-- or more appropriately, a Monster
Convention -- being held at the castle,
and it’s in full swing. The
"I’m Dead -- You’re Dead"
seminar is in the Cottonwood Room, while
the De-composium is being held in the Oak
Room. Anyways, the Thing
mistakes them for Dr. Jekyll (Wiltshire)
and Mr. Hyde (Sheldon).
Lucky for them, as no non-monster mortals
are allowed. And
as she -- at least I think it's a she,
gives them their nametags, Wiltshire asks
where the laboratory is. But she mishears
this and they wind up in the lavatory
instead.
Rereading
the map, this time our party-crashers wind
up in the cocktail lounge, where Dracula
doubles as the maître d' and
seats them at a table occupied by a
collapsed skeleton, whose passed out after
imbibing one too many martinis judging by all
the empties. A freaked out Sheldon wants
to leave, but Wiltshire calms him down,
saying not to worry because no one knows
they’re really alive. Overhearing that
last bit, the skeleton rouses, obviously
still drunk, and introduces himself as
Famine -- one of the four Horsemen of the
Apocalypse, currently on sabbatical.
He also warns these two mortals that
they'll be dead meat if anyone else finds
out they’re really alive -- right before
the other Horsemen arrive.
When
Famine introduces them to his more
menacing brethren, turns out they're all
just as gregariously wasted as he is,
allowing Wiltshire and Sheldon to sneak
away. In the hall, they spot a sign for a
science demo, assume it's the lab, but
wind up in an auditorium. On stage,
serving as the emcee, the Blob assumes
Wiltshire really is Dr. Jekyll (--
the demo’s featured speaker), and
rushes him on stage, interrupting Dr.
Nietzsche's self-motivational speech.
("Every day and every way, I’m
getting deader and I’m getting
deader.") Trapped,
Wiltshire quickly mixes a bunch of noxious
chemicals together in a beaker until they
explode, causing the audience, wanting him
to drink the residue, to chant "Chug
it! Chug it!" (God
I love this movie!) Wiltshire
declines, and brings out his assistant,
Sheldon, to drink it instead. When Sheldon
retreats into his shell, Wiltshire just
pours it in the opening. After a few
seconds out pops a cute Care Bear, singing
a happy song, much to the unruly
audience’s dismay. In a panic, Wiltshire
throws more chemicals into the shell --
but this only makes things even more cute and cuddly,
and they’re quickly yanked off the
stage.
Dumped
into a dark room that turns out to be the
wrong end of a bowling lane, Wiltshire and
Sheldon quickly become part of someone’s
strike, are scooped up, taken on a ride on
a conveyor belt, and then pop out with the
other bowling balls. Realizing these
monsters are bowling with their own heads,
the two barely escape Damnation Alley with
their own still attached. Still wanting to
go, Sheldon is told he can leave anytime
-- but his tongue has to stay. So stay he
does, and the duo follow the map, misread
it yet again, and wind up in the
convention's product show and demo area,
where the creepy conventioneers try to hoc
their wares and show off the latest and
cutting edge of monster technology.
There,
they run into Wiltshire’s dead
grandmother (--
a skeleton with an old lady hat and cane),
who
recognizes them, realizes they’re still
alive, and tries to raise the alarm. Trying
to keep her quiet, Wiltshire only manages
to pull her apart; but, despite all the
damage, she keeps right on screaming.
Alerted to their presence, thus the chase
begins. But our heroes manage to stay one
step ahead of the mob until they pass a pay phone,
and, Wiltshire being Wiltshire, he can’t
help but stop and check for any loose
change. All he finds in the coin slot,
though, is another medallion -- like the
one they found before, which triggers a
trapdoor underneath them.
Somewhere
below, Wiltshire and Sheldon land with a
thud, find a light switch, and, lo and
behold, finally find themselves in
Frankenswine’s lab. As the doctor’s
equipment sparks back to life, Wiltshire
starts to look for his monster. Then, a
beaker of that magic elixir bubbles up and
starts flowing into a tube. Following the
liquid's progress, through the twisting
and turning tubes, this eventually leads
them to the monster, lying dormant on its
slab. The only problem is, this all
powerful monster is about the size of
Wiltshire’s thumb.
An
angry Wiltshire
can’t believe his rotten luck, when a
drop of elixir plops down on the monster's
head, bringing it to life. And while the
cute little guy is happy to be alive,
Wiltshire pokes at him with a pencil,
wondering if he bites. Then another drop
of elixir hits him, and the monster goes
through a violent growth spurt, doubling
in size. But before they can add anymore,
the other monsters start to break in and
our heroes accidentally knock their prize down a floor drain. Unable to reach him,
Wiltshire pours more of the elixir down the
drain, hoping to make him grow bigger. But
nothing happens, and the other monsters
finally break in, who turn these mortal
intruders over to a creature with a
chainsaw for disposal. But he can’t get
it started -- until Sheldon, being
Sheldon, helpfully advises him about the
choke-setting. So, as our boys are about
to be filleted, the ground starts shaking,
everyone freezes, and Frankenswine’s
monster pokes its head through the drain. (It’s
considerably bigger.) Seizing the
moment, Wiltshire pours more elixir on him
until he grows big enough to fill the
entire lab, scaring the other monsters
off.
His
megalomania getting the better of him,
Wiltshire goes bonkers and pours even more
elixir on the monster. It grows at a
tremendous rate, to colossal proportions,
and as the castle crumbles around them
Sheldon yells at Wiltshire to stop. Too
late, the elixir bottle is completely
empty. With the castle destroyed, all the
other monsters flee in terror. (The
castle’s top balcony rings the
monster’s head, and that’s where
Wiltshire is positioned.) Surveying
the countryside and soaking it all in,
Wiltshire commands the giant monster to
walk, and as it takes its first few,
tentative, steps, Wiltshire is so overcome
with joy he breaks into a chorus of "Climb
Every Mountain" as his mammoth
minion stomps around the countryside. However,
before the song reaches the climax, a
rocket roars into view. It’s Vince on
the runaway carnival ride, that ricochets
of the monster's head, taking Wiltshire
with it. With Wiltshire riding on the nosecone, the
runaway rocket buzzes around the monster's
head until it crashes right into his nose
and sticks there. Then, after a pregnant
pause, the hissing sound of rapidly
escaping air can be heard...
Wiltshire
is beside himself as his monster rapidly
peeters out, like a punctured balloon, until
it reaches its original size. And after
another pregnant pause, they all plummet
to the Earth.
A
short time passes, and we find Wiltshire
and Vince trying and failing to re-inflate the monster
with a bicycle pump.
Appearing out of the wreckage, an
excited Sheldon happily announces
that he found Wiltshire’s tote bag.
Seizing this, Wiltshire angrily throws
it away and out of sight. When it lands,
out pops another jug of elixir that breaks
open and spills onto the ground.
The
End
Well,
almost ... wait for the end of the credits
for one more joke.
I
believe this little film will cut at least
two years off of Will Vinton’s purgatory
sentence for poisoning the world with
those
singing California Raisons. It was Vinton,
a pioneer in stop-motion animation, who
coined the phrase Claymation. He's won
an Oscar and several Emmys for his work
that we’ve
already seen a sample of with the opening credits
of Brain
Donors. His studio was also
responsible for the Noid,
Domino’s Pizza former
accident-prone pitchman (-- now who
remembers that thing?), and
the current animation for the new M&M
commercials. My favorite, though, was that
Nissan commercial where the GI Joe doll
comes to life, hops in his car and takes
Barbie for a spin (-- while a
disappointed Ken looks on --) to the
tune of Van Halen’s cover of The Kink's "You
Really Got Me."
Wiltshire
Pig and Vince would return a year later in
a similar Easter
Special, where, in another attempt to make
money, Wiltshire conspires to become the
new Easter Bunny and get rich on
endorsement deals. To do this he has to engage in
gladiatorial combat in a converted VW
Rabbit robot with other contenders. It’s
not quite as good as this one but well
worth a rental. Vinton also has a
Christmas Special out featuring the
Raisins, so I won’t be touching that,
sorry. Always got a Michael Bolton vibe
off of those things. *bleaugh*
Now,
one of the prime reasons I really love animated films like
this is because the creators took the time
and care and applied a wicked sense of
humor in the attention to details in their
characters and sets. You’ll find yourself freeze
framing constantly to read the graffiti on
the bathroom stalls, and laugh as the
Creature has a piece of toilet paper stuck
to the bottom of his foot. And
Frankenswine’s lab is amazing:
beaker’s bubble, liquid oozes and
Tessla Coils spark off. (This is Claymation,
mind you.) I
also got a kick that they dressed the
monster in a Little Lord Fauntleroy suit.
And his growing sequence is matched only by
his deflating sequence for animated
technical skill. And on top of it, it’s
absolutely hilarious to watch. The most
important thing in comedy is timing. In
animation, I would think it would be more
difficult to accomplish this but the
filmmakers get the job done. The
traditional monsters are also wonderfully
realized, especially the Blob and the
Four Horseman. At the convention itself, I
laughed because most of the monsters are
half crocked and everybody wears a nametag
and a Fez.
It’s
like an old Cracked
Magazine
salute to monsters issue beautifully come
to life.
In
fact, I enjoyed this film so much I
decided to keep the monster party going.
So pack your bags and make reservations for
the Isle of Evil. Then put on your tuxedo
or cocktail dress, and grab yourself a Fez and a
martini glass because we’ve got a Mad
Monster Party to attend.
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