An ongoing log mainly concerned with the bowel movements of small mammals - or so it seems.

For a guilty pleasure birthday present to myself, I bought the
Flash Gordon cartoon DVD. Mainly because I remember it being one of the last Saturday morning cartoons where people got vaporized on screen - unlike the sanitized cartoons that started to appear in the 80s. Plus, for 1979, it was a little different from most saturday cartoons because it was set up more like an extended comicbook storyline. Of course, it has that classic bad
Filmation animation quality which hasn't improved any over the years. And near the end, the series changes from a serial format to the standard
He-Man/
She-Ra formula story line complete with a cute sidekick addition. There's also the same voice talents of Skeletor, Orko, Hordak, She-Ra, Catra, and...well basically every character in Filmation productions because they only seemed to hire three voice actors to do everything.
Anyhow after watching it, there's still the main plot problem: If you're Flash and there's this hot woman who lives in a bikini, acts like a pole dancer, and happens to be the daughter of the ruler of the planet throwing herself at you, why would you want to hang out with the boring Dale Arden? For god sake have a randy time with the princess/hooker, then overthrow Ming from inside the castle, and set up your own evil dictatorship. If there's anything Julia Roberts has taught the world is that you always should go for the hooker with a heart of gold.

