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The Twin McGuffin

13 May

May 13, 2014

In films or literature, a McGuffin is a plot device that motivates some action by the main characters but has no bearing on the story. For example, in Psycho, after Janet Leigh dies early on in the famous shower scene, the other characters are pursuing the money she stole. However, the money has nothing to do with the action of the film, concerning Anthony Perkins’ lunatic character Norman Bates. A McGuffin is an irrelevant device to move a story along, usually a mystery.

With that in mind, I was watching an old episode of McMillan and Wife, titled Night Train to L.A., starring Rock Hudson and Susan St. James. In this episode, a policeman was under suspicion of murder. The episode took place on a train and I, being a savvy viewer, immediately suspected a twist coming up when I noticed that one of the minor background characters, a porter, was almost the spitting image of the suspect. I said “Aha! The murder was a setup! The porter wore the suspect’s clothes and shot the victim, them switched back to his uniform.” However, that never happened. The suspect was cleared less than halfway through the show and faded into the general mass of supporting players, and the minor background character remained a minor background character, having only a short comedy sequence with Nancy Walker later in the show.

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Look how much alike these two are. Large forehead and similar receding hairline. Similar mustaches. Same general shape of the head. Even the glasses are the same! They may not be twins, but close enough for some confusion. Why not only cast two actors who look so much alike, but then have them stand next to each other in the foreground a group shot, with the unimportant minor character dead center? McMillan and Wife was not sophisticated enough to try to fool the viewers that way, and never in the show was their similarity remarked on when it could have been an interesting plot point to explore.

I was sure the lookalike porter was a McGuffin, to make me suspect a switch while the real killer remained a mystery, but that didn’t happen. McMillan and Wife is entertaining, if not particularly intelligent television, but I have to think that the producers of that show would notice something that is as plain as the noses on these guys nearly-twin faces.

 

 

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TV is Sick and Twisted and Full of Murderers

25 Feb

February 25, 2013

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Am I the only one who notices how disturbing some innocuous commercials really are?  Kids- children – the future of this nation – are being encouraged to commit all sorts of violent and depraved crimes by cute animated characters! And you thought G.I. Joe was violent! (Or if you thought I was a hack, you win!!!) Anyway, check this one out:

So a LIVING, SENTIENT Pop-Tart doing his best impression of Fonzie jumping the garbage cans at Arnolds, accidentally falls into the toaster and DIES. And it’s all yummy yummy fun. Subtext: THE POP TART DIED! HOORAY!!   I mean jeeze, imagine if Fearless Fonzarelli’s stunt ended with him falling into a toaster instead of a fried chicken stand (and then Pinky Tuscadero turned it on)

If fact, if you watch these Pop-Tart commercials, you’ll see a theme-  that they all basically end with nice, loveable living pastries who think and dream and feel either falling into, or getting tricked into the toaster, to their deaths. I mean look at this one:

This is flat out murder for god’s sake!

It’s not limited to mediocre breakfast treats either. Check this out:

The M&M doesn’t want to be eaten for goodness sake! And I’m sorry, but look at the last couple of scenes: She’s trying to shove the loveable M&M into an oven against his will. And then it’s a group of women eating him alive. This one gave me nightmares, NO JOKE.

This one is slightly better, as the murder/eating alive aspect is subtle and played for laughs (ha. ha.) And these pretzel M&Ms present a whole ethical dilemma unto themselves. The pretzel and the M&M are presumably living beings, (and of similar sizes) yet they are happily expected to have one crawl up inside the other one (where exactly? M&Ms aren’t usually depicted with a chocolate chute if you know what I mean) to be eaten. Who’s the demented candy Frankenstein (or maybe a confectionary Mengele) making this happen? It’s like demanding the ingredients of the turducken (if you don’t know consider yourself lucky) assemble themselves so fatsos like John Madden can eat them alive.

Now I like this one. This one is interesting. There’s nobody trying to eat/kill them, no message of “Hey kids! Eat me alive and suck out my blood with your breakfast milk!” but the silly frosted mini wheats think absolutely nothing of cavorting in front of boxes and boxes filled with what I presume to be mini wheat corpses. The new slogan for this product: “It’s a mini-wheat holocaust! Now with berries!”

Gary Larson was a prophet. Check out this classic far side cartoon and see what I mean….genius. Pure genius.

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