|So, they have a complete collection of Peanuts comic strips...
||[Aug. 26th, 2015|05:54 pm]
They've probably been out for a while, but I just started reading them - ordered the first four books covering way too many years of strips, and found myself binging on them all over the course of a few days. |
("Way too many years" - I think it covers strips published from 1950 to 1958 - 7ish to 8ish years in a long weekend.)
I'd heard some people sing the praises of earlier strips, and they're not bad, but I think some people have a overblown memory based upon the better days they remember. Peanuts was always a pretty - not entirely, but *pretty* - safe strip. It was cute, and endearing, and human, and sure, funny, but not brilliant. (Though its hard to say - maybe it was brilliant in its day, and other comic strip artists had to clear a higher bar to be syndicated, so what seems "not *brilliant*" today was a trailblazer.)
The thing is, I fondly remember some of my favorite strips: Charlie Brown and Snoopy "mmmmMMMMMmmm"ing through three panels, before the fourth panel punchline of "chocolate creams!" - and the next,having another, mmmming through one panel, before doing a nasty take, and adding "...with a little bit of coconut".
When I was a kid, I loved it, it was so *adorable*, and hilarious. And now - now it's still adorable, and hearkens back to the day when it was so much easier to find something so adorable it would make my self and my surroundings glow. But I must confess, it now doesn't seem brilliantly hilarious. That's not a defect - human, cute, and endearing are intensely valuable things, and more than enough in their own right.
I've seen people saying the strip's quality went down hill, and maybe it did. But I think a lot of people got a bit older, grew a bit more callous on their spirits, lost a bit of the ability to glow from a single iconic bit of comic strip humor, and felt that it was the strip, not their lives, that had changed.
I don't know - I think I'll follow the journey as long as I can - the prices of the hardcovers isn't a big hurdle for me - and see if my opinion changes. At the moment, though, I don't think Charles Schulz got worse as he got older - I think, in a tiny way, *we* did.
Anyway. It's had an interesting effect on me. It's given me a nostalgia kick, of course, it's made me wonder if there's a Joe Schlabotnik bubble gum card out here... and I just ordered three Beethoven CDs from Amazon. (helpless smile) Schroeder comes in early!