Wailerama, or How I Lost What Dignity I Had Left To Another Cartoon.

Last year, I wrote a piece about how I liked nothing better than to combine my love of cathartic weeping with my love of The Simpsons, and listed my five favourite weepy moments of the greatest TV series ever made. And indeed, The Simpsons is full of beautiful moments that anyone even half-invested in the show will pick-up on, indulge in, and honk a little bump of Empathy from. But here’s the thing: The Simpsons may be full of moments of depth and great sentiment , but for me, it doesn’t pack anything close to the emotional wallop of Matt Groening’s other animated epic, Futurama. Following the adventures of Philip J. Fry, accidentally cryogenically frozen for a thousand years on New Year’s Eve 1999, the critically-acclaimed Futurama has an awesome cult following, but hasn’t carved out quite the nook The Simpsons has (possibly because it’s a lot more grown-up and … There’s more

The Sobsons, or How I Lost My Dignity To A Cartoon.

What’s the most potentially embarrassing mundanity in your life, the constant minor threat of your ending up only slightly red-faced in social settings, wishing the ground would open up just a few inches to your right so you can go, “Ooh, look at that unexpected hole! Dear me, that’s much more calamitous than my indiscretion”? Perhaps you have a raucous laugh. Perhaps you have a habit of popping to the shops in your slippers. Perhaps, like me, you cry easily. Really easily. Like, My God, that ad for life insurance is so well put together, Gawd bless all who worked on it, it’s a beautiful thing easily. I do love a little weepage/seepage from time to time; it’s good for the soul and cleansing for the ducts, although it can also be rather mortifying when others around you don’t share your sentimental leanings. I also love The Simpsons. I absolutely … There’s more