oscaralbert Review of My Favorite Duck

My Favorite Duck (1942)

Warner Bros. dusted off and apparently Redubbed . . .

[7/10 · 4 August 2016]

. . . this animated short in 1995, according to the closing credits of the version that I just watched. What is it about MY FAVORITE DUCK that spoke to our parents in the late 1900s, and possibly still speaks to our 21st Century Generations? When I took 20th Century American History, I vividly remember the part about Johnny Cochran getting his client President Bill (the old dude that's now Hillary's husband) off on an impeachment charge by waving a Jumbo Cigar at the Monica gal and rhyming, "If it doesn't fit, you must acquit!" Washington, Lincoln, Crazy Horse, and the other faces on Mount Rushmore NEVER could have imagined a Topsy-Turvy America in which the Fate of the Free World hung upon a stain on a Blue Dress. But Porky Pig certainly would, as Daffy gets him so discombobulated that he TWICE mistakes watery deeps for open air (and later perceives sky high as solid ground) during MY FAVORITE DUCK. Today, of course, a proved pawn and debtor to the Russian KGB kingpin--who's married himself to a foreign porn star--and who's widely considered to be History's only television game show host nuttier than Bob Barker, is about to gain control of America's nuclear bombs in the Oval Office. Daffy Duck would say, "I told you so."